"There are always at least three million, eighteen hundred, and twenty eight different possible futures from one second to the next," Ariadne said. "Even if everyone could see them all, I doubt everyone would agree on the perfect possible future."

Which was one of many reasons that she was glad only a handful of Alastrians had been born with her particular knack for probabilities.

They already fought enough as it was!

"What would yours look like?"