Elisabet Sobeck: Ok, GAIA. Sorry about that. Where was I?
GAIA: You were telling a story.
Elisabet Sobeck: Right. Yeah... so, like I was saying, it was a children's electronic kit, but I'd hacked the wiring to an auto battery and solar PV, so the grass caught fire. And so did a tall pine that'd stood there, I don't know, maybe a hundred years.
GAIA: Query: You were how old?
Elisabet Sobeck: Six. My mother was home, thank god, so she called the fire department and after, she took me out on the lawn and showed me the dead baby birds. Because there were nests in the pine tree.
GAIA: Query: What did you feel?
Elisabet Sobeck: I'm not sure. I remember yelling that I didn't care. And that's when my mother took my face in her hands and... spoke.
GAIA: Query: What did she say?
Elisabet Sobeck: She said I had to care. She said, "Elisabet, being smart will count for nothing if you don't make the world better. You have to use your smarts to count for something, to serve life, not death."
GAIA: You often tell stories of your mother. But you are childless.
Elisabet Sobeck: I never had time. I guess it was for the best.
GAIA: If you had had a child, Elisabet, what would you have wished for him or her?
Elisabet Sobeck: I guess... I would have wanted her to be... curious. And willful - unstoppable, even... but with enough compassion to... heal the world... just a little bit.
Elisabet Sobeck: Anyway, that's all I've got for now, GAIA. Time to tuck in.
GAIA: I wish you a pleasant sleep, Elisabet.
Elisabet Sobeck: Thank you. I'll catch you tomorrow.