"And they don't worship Aslan," Tirian frets, "instead they worship a monster, a terrible worm that devours helpless beasts and whose excretions drive men mad."

"Perhaps," says Jewel. "But is it not Aslan who says that whoever loves truth and honor and virtue has turned their face to him, whatever name they call him by? Besides that, there are lands where my visage would be a thing of horror."

(Elsewhere, Liet Kynes considers how the Fremen's devotion to the Maker might be channeled into filling the reservoirs; when one builds a plan that will take centuries to enact, one hardly has time to make provisions for messiahs or eschatologies.)