I was the one who was discouraged, the day I asked how we could possibly expect to win this fight, alone and outnumbered, far from home – against the Mogadorians, who seem to take great joy in war and death. “It’s the last thing to go,” Henri says. “When you have lost hope, you have lost everything. And when you think all is lost, when all is dire and bleak, there is always hope.” “Exactly,” I say.