His eyes widened in shock at her admission of such casual time traveling. He found the very concept of it alarming, to say the least. So much could go wrong, and as he had come to learn, the effects could ripple far beyond the singular moment of change - or impact, if you would.
"No, time travel isn't - I would have said not possible, and I think in some ways it's still not," he shook his head. "What happened in my world... The easiest way to explain it is that a dimensional rift was opened and a ship fell through. A ship that changed many things, and changed a point in history, creating two separate dimensions. Mine and the one that has the other me." He rubbed his temples, squeezing his eyes shut as he took a slow breath. "Honestly it's a very complicated sort of thing to think about, and the rive analogy is the easiest I've come up with. That or I can start trying the crushed butterfly metaphor."
Even now he did not quite understand it, other than that he had interacted with the physical proof of an another dimension, changed because of events brought on by Nero's appearance, by something changing in his past and fracturing a line of time. To be quite honest he tried not to think about it to much, because he could not change what had been done or what happened in this other universe, only focus on his.
"That last thing might work," he mused. "Not that I know much about the manipulation of energy as you do it. But if it comes naturally to you in your own world, maybe you should break it down to basics here and find the way it flows naturally to you in this world."
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"No, time travel isn't - I would have said not possible, and I think in some ways it's still not," he shook his head. "What happened in my world... The easiest way to explain it is that a dimensional rift was opened and a ship fell through. A ship that changed many things, and changed a point in history, creating two separate dimensions. Mine and the one that has the other me." He rubbed his temples, squeezing his eyes shut as he took a slow breath. "Honestly it's a very complicated sort of thing to think about, and the rive analogy is the easiest I've come up with. That or I can start trying the crushed butterfly metaphor."
Even now he did not quite understand it, other than that he had interacted with the physical proof of an another dimension, changed because of events brought on by Nero's appearance, by something changing in his past and fracturing a line of time. To be quite honest he tried not to think about it to much, because he could not change what had been done or what happened in this other universe, only focus on his.
"That last thing might work," he mused. "Not that I know much about the manipulation of energy as you do it. But if it comes naturally to you in your own world, maybe you should break it down to basics here and find the way it flows naturally to you in this world."