"What I think and what I hope are different things, Katherine," he said in reply, trying to force himself not to move and rip the staff from her hand. "I think that if you are strong enough, it will find you in the darkness and bring you into the person you were meant to be. It will be a weapon, a tool and a method of protection in the wasteland."
He could sense her, the tiny spark of power she had was finally in the back of his mind and he was vindicated. "Oh yes, darling daughter, you have power."