She turned to Cortana and stared into her odd translucent eyes. “You’ve read his CSV?”
	“I’m reading it again right now.”
	“Then you know he is neither the smartest nor the fastest nor the strongest of the Spartans. But he is the bravest—and quite possibly the luckiest. And in my opinion, he is the best.”
	“Yes,” Cortana whispered. “I concur with your analysis, Doctor.” She drifted closer.