Helenus

“Helenus was careless but not a fraud. Exactly my age, handsome, I always liked to behave condescendingly to him: my superior. What made him superior? His faith, no doubt about it. In the gods? No. His faith that we were in the right, and doubly in the right if we forced the word of the gods to come down to us. He acted and spoke in good faith, in the faith that the world was exactly as he proclaimed it. No one could inflict doubt on him; never did I see on his face so much as a shadow of that smile which by now had engraved itself into the corners of Panthous’s mouth. He accepted his popularity in the way people like: casually, as something that he had coming to him, and without placing unnecessary burdens on them or himself.” (Pg. 89-90)