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Yes, she was definitely from a different time, far before where Alexander had come from. She knew so little of the Ascians, how they worked, how they functioned. In all honesty, part of him doubted if she even knew what a Rejoining was, aside from "Calamity." He waits for her to finish, gauging what else she is saying, and he's finding that this conversation is beginning to quickly go nowhere productive for him. Oh, it's nothing against her. He holds all the cards in this case and she is sorely uninformed, but well, in this world, that's not his problem. In this world, all are equal, somewhat. Mostly in their situation. Bereft of home and sometimes their memory, from what he had heard, many found themselves in the same situation these two were in.

Still, turned away. Not quite, but at the same time, yes. "I thought I was rather clear on that. I'm retired because the mission of the Ascians cannot be carried out here. I'm out of a job, as you may put it. I cannot cause a Rejoining on a Star unsundered." It was a matter of practicality. The Great Work could not be done here. But could his people be saved? Another thought for another time. "And, well, you already know my thoughts on you keeping others away from the Eye. But as for me, I shall do what I desire. For the first time in so very long, I have that luxury." Yes, free from the burden of duty, at least he had thought, but this woman wound up raising questions about that, questions that needed answering, questions that needed more information.

So he stretched, twisting his body a tad as he lifted his arms up with a yawn. "And right now, that may be a nap." Whenever he found he had time to kill, naps were often a favorite of his. Passed the time quickly, which when you spoke in terms of eons, was quite helpful. It also allowed him to live, if only briefly, happier days, with those who he loved, those who he cherished. How often had he dreamed of them? His dear friends Hythlodaeus, Azem, even his colleagues? How often had he found himself taken back to his home, to spend time with his beloved Persephone, only to open his eyes and be reminded of his situation? Too often, too many.

But! That was dread for another time, as he simply turned away and began to walk wistfully and lazily away. "Mind your manners, be in by bed time, and make sure you eat all your vegetables." He called over his shoulder, as he raised his hand up to wave. Well, it was somewhat of a wave, more a lazy flapping of his hand that could also be taken as a "shoo" as well. There would be no more questions and prattle with him today, if he could help it!