Well, uh, it's like... [He stops himself and just stares briefly up at the ceiling, like, wait a second-] Forget it. I can explain it some other time.
[Possibly with diagrams! And even more movie references, if he can manage it. There's no point in regaling Charles with the worst details of swapping histories and what all that entails, anyway; he's got an uncomfortable feeling that talking about more violence is going to do nasty things to his psyche, for the obvious reasons. Really supercharge the overall problem, so—
Some other time. Look forward to it.
He has grabbed another piece of paper though, and now uses it as another thing to busy his hands, folding it in half and then in half again, giving it a rueful grin. Brills.]
Maybe I'm an underachiever. [ha ha.] Don't say it too loud or my cursed alien brain is going to figure out I'm not a team player.
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[Possibly with diagrams! And even more movie references, if he can manage it. There's no point in regaling Charles with the worst details of swapping histories and what all that entails, anyway; he's got an uncomfortable feeling that talking about more violence is going to do nasty things to his psyche, for the obvious reasons. Really supercharge the overall problem, so—
Some other time. Look forward to it.
He has grabbed another piece of paper though, and now uses it as another thing to busy his hands, folding it in half and then in half again, giving it a rueful grin. Brills.]
Maybe I'm an underachiever. [ha ha.] Don't say it too loud or my cursed alien brain is going to figure out I'm not a team player.