He stopped walking, and she stopped walking too and looked at him, who was deep in thought.
"I was always different. Since I was young. My mother and brothers always said to me that I would end up dead or alone. My mother only accepted my father because of his kind and he wanted an heir. The only one who told me never to give up being who I am was my father." Bono says, looking down.
"You have a great father." She smiles.
"But how can I erase this doubt and fear from inside me? It's a fact that it's here." He asks, looking at her.
"Remember who you are. We're different, so let's think differently!" She says.
"Differently?"
"Yes! All great leaders think differently from others. Beat up whatever is bad that is holding you." She says, slapping her own arms and brushing away something from her.
"Beat up?"
"Yes! Beat up! Wake up!" She chuckles and slaps his arms and chest, impressing him with her strength.
