[A sliver of ice works its way into her heart as the words appear, jarring and terrifying both. Eternal enslavement, he'd told her, magic, but to realize he'd been dead— that he, perhaps, was something a little like her, even marginally, and yet found himself trapped (just as she is now, just as they all are)—
It's nothing. She is not him, and their stories are not the same. Robert will come for her (Robert will always come for her), and until then, this is a distraction, nothing more. But it frightens her, and she hates that.]
How could you be dead and not all at once?
[But then, perhaps as preliminary offering:]
The likelihood is so small as to be infinitesimal. It took me years to build my machine, and there is almost no one in all the multiverses who is as smart as I am when it comes to quantum physics.
Those who are, I have taken note of.
There is always a possibility. Our own presence here attests to that, and the Rifts are an anomaly I have yet to fully understand. But given how few people hail from the same place, I would put the odds at a disadvantage. There were millions of people in my world, and yet only I am here; there are, presumably, just as many in yours, and yet only you have arrived.
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It's nothing. She is not him, and their stories are not the same. Robert will come for her (Robert will always come for her), and until then, this is a distraction, nothing more. But it frightens her, and she hates that.]
How could you be dead and not all at once?
[But then, perhaps as preliminary offering:]
The likelihood is so small as to be infinitesimal. It took me years to build my machine, and there is almost no one in all the multiverses who is as smart as I am when it comes to quantum physics.
Those who are, I have taken note of.
There is always a possibility. Our own presence here attests to that, and the Rifts are an anomaly I have yet to fully understand. But given how few people hail from the same place, I would put the odds at a disadvantage. There were millions of people in my world, and yet only I am here; there are, presumably, just as many in yours, and yet only you have arrived.
It's possible. But probable? No.