[She says it sharply, but give her credit: once he starts explaining, she doesn't once interrupt to get in a snide comment. There are questions, but they aren't even arrogantly said-- just curious, clarifying things or getting a better grasp on certain aspects of it. She grasps it fairly insanely quickly for someone from 1909, but hey, she's not called a genius for nothing.]
That's fascinating. I can't imagine the level of technology your world must be at if you could manage all that.
[ It's actually pretty surprising that she catches on? or follows at least, for the most part. he's been having to explain electricity to some of the people here so this is refreshing. And so is not being interrupted! That doesn't happen very often either.
So it helps his mood greatly when Rosalind seems genuinely interested in what he has to say, lightening his mood. ]
Oh, trust me. It was way ahead of these backwater people. Think something closer to what our alien overlords have going on.
I don't know exactly what you mean about opening doors to other worlds, but we definitely had space travel. People do it for holidays and work all the time. I actually went to a different Eden for college before I wound up working on Helios--that's a space station, by the way.
[That's fairly impressive, though it's more impressive of his world than him personally. But oh, that's an easy explanation to offer:]
It means precisely as it sounds: a door between one universe and the next. A temporary tear in the fabric of time and space. It's hardly easy to do, and most worlds haven't discovered how to do it, but it's certainly possible.
Oh. Uhh...I don't think so? Not--not like what the Orbiters did. There were these alien Vaults though, but I'm not sure if they're the same thing. No one really knows how they work, just that they're usually full of tons of treasure.
Through a lot of bad luck, if you can believe it. Like stupid amounts of bad luck. And then good luck? Seeing as how it was basically impossible that we'd even survive half of that mess.
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[ HE'S NOT GOING TO MAKE IT WEIRD OKAY ]
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Will you explain this piece of complex technology to me.
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[ He says, smugly. But he will go on to explain the basics of his eye for her as a reward♥ ]
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[She says it sharply, but give her credit: once he starts explaining, she doesn't once interrupt to get in a snide comment. There are questions, but they aren't even arrogantly said-- just curious, clarifying things or getting a better grasp on certain aspects of it. She grasps it fairly insanely quickly for someone from 1909, but hey, she's not called a genius for nothing.]
That's fascinating. I can't imagine the level of technology your world must be at if you could manage all that.
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So it helps his mood greatly when Rosalind seems genuinely interested in what he has to say, lightening his mood. ]
Oh, trust me. It was way ahead of these backwater people. Think something closer to what our alien overlords have going on.
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It means precisely as it sounds: a door between one universe and the next. A temporary tear in the fabric of time and space. It's hardly easy to do, and most worlds haven't discovered how to do it, but it's certainly possible.
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And Vault Monsters.
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And they only emerge out of these Vaults? I'm shocked they haven't wiped out that world's population.
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You said you were involved in killing one-- with a moon laser, no less. How did that come about?
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[ Rhys shrugs. ]