Waver was used to speaking to people who frustrated him. It would either go half decently or he’d get pissed off, depending on how this person approached speaking and answering questions. He did appreciate the luck, though.
But the man hummed a little about her musing. “That does sound like a potential possibility, especially as we can’t be sure about the validity of what the locals say.” But the professor couldn’t help but wonder about the possibility that the truth was being stated. “On the other end, if we can believe them… We have at least a rough idea that there are people here who existed before the last… I think I’ll call it a ‘reset’ for ease? According to what I was told by one Harry Dresden, the Academy itself was thrown in the incident into another reality entirely before it rejoined this world here.” He folded his hands in front of him, elbows resting on the arms of the chair, and fingers knitting lightly. “So I find myself wondering if there are other places waiting on this other plane to rejoin the world, and if their reappearance doesn’t make the people here more complete.” He’s not sure if they could say one way or the other, though, it again seemed just as likely people could be lying…
But people either being made anew or called from the last reset while only operating off the information they need and gaining knowledge when they needed it… He hummed thoughtfully. “There’s a ritual in my world, one to call people from the past to the here and now. That said, they only retain memories that are necessary due to how much power it would take to bring the most complete version of themselves back. Calling upon them more than once will result in them only retaining basics of what they need. The lives they lived, and knowledge of how the world they’ve been called to works, rather than prior experiences with being called upon.” Sighing lightly, he shrugged and unfolded his hands. “So they may be regaining information as necessary rather than all at once to save on effort and power… But the people here don’t feel like that kind of being to me, so even if it’s similar it’s not entirely the same… But I find it hard to not wonder if it’s slightly similar in some way.”
Waver was sure the decision had made sense to her grandfather at the time, as… insane and unstable as it was to believe that such a thing was truly the answer. But sometimes certain truths, certain realizations, made one susceptible to snapping and making rash decisions because it felt like there was no other option. Lucky for them, there was at least one scientist that had questioned and tried to put an end to it, even if it sounded like it still hadn’t ended things without further issue. “I’m afraid it is. Magic or science, humans are always driven to reach depths beyond their reach… Not always a bad thing, mind you, but sometimes the risks are greater than the reward.” But people stilled tried anyway, and ignored the consequence, unfortunately. Or… slipped enough to embrace them.
Her obvious shame over the hand her family had in it though is still nagging at him, he really does hate when the old leave those who come after them to pick up the pieces and bear the burden alone. He’s not really good at comfort, and far better at admonishing people like her grandfather for their idiocy… But he realizes he has to say something. “It takes a particular strength to pick up the pieces when a mess is left in your lap. When one can’t change the past, we can only do our best to correct the present to preserve the future.” He finally uttered, still unable to call it anything but a mess that had been dumped on Mitsuru. “So disastrous or not… Your world was lucky for you and your team.”
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But the man hummed a little about her musing. “That does sound like a potential possibility, especially as we can’t be sure about the validity of what the locals say.” But the professor couldn’t help but wonder about the possibility that the truth was being stated. “On the other end, if we can believe them… We have at least a rough idea that there are people here who existed before the last… I think I’ll call it a ‘reset’ for ease? According to what I was told by one Harry Dresden, the Academy itself was thrown in the incident into another reality entirely before it rejoined this world here.” He folded his hands in front of him, elbows resting on the arms of the chair, and fingers knitting lightly. “So I find myself wondering if there are other places waiting on this other plane to rejoin the world, and if their reappearance doesn’t make the people here more complete.” He’s not sure if they could say one way or the other, though, it again seemed just as likely people could be lying…
But people either being made anew or called from the last reset while only operating off the information they need and gaining knowledge when they needed it… He hummed thoughtfully. “There’s a ritual in my world, one to call people from the past to the here and now. That said, they only retain memories that are necessary due to how much power it would take to bring the most complete version of themselves back. Calling upon them more than once will result in them only retaining basics of what they need. The lives they lived, and knowledge of how the world they’ve been called to works, rather than prior experiences with being called upon.” Sighing lightly, he shrugged and unfolded his hands. “So they may be regaining information as necessary rather than all at once to save on effort and power… But the people here don’t feel like that kind of being to me, so even if it’s similar it’s not entirely the same… But I find it hard to not wonder if it’s slightly similar in some way.”
Waver was sure the decision had made sense to her grandfather at the time, as… insane and unstable as it was to believe that such a thing was truly the answer. But sometimes certain truths, certain realizations, made one susceptible to snapping and making rash decisions because it felt like there was no other option. Lucky for them, there was at least one scientist that had questioned and tried to put an end to it, even if it sounded like it still hadn’t ended things without further issue. “I’m afraid it is. Magic or science, humans are always driven to reach depths beyond their reach… Not always a bad thing, mind you, but sometimes the risks are greater than the reward.” But people stilled tried anyway, and ignored the consequence, unfortunately. Or… slipped enough to embrace them.
Her obvious shame over the hand her family had in it though is still nagging at him, he really does hate when the old leave those who come after them to pick up the pieces and bear the burden alone. He’s not really good at comfort, and far better at admonishing people like her grandfather for their idiocy… But he realizes he has to say something. “It takes a particular strength to pick up the pieces when a mess is left in your lap. When one can’t change the past, we can only do our best to correct the present to preserve the future.” He finally uttered, still unable to call it anything but a mess that had been dumped on Mitsuru. “So disastrous or not… Your world was lucky for you and your team.”