"That second option served us better, I think, in practice." He had to agree to her point there. "It seemed among the lot of us, that every man had his specialty from which the others could draw necessary knowledge and skills. It may not have been the best, of course, but I think it may work better than trying to absorb everything by myself."
As for worlds not being relevant? Enjolras was not quite sure on that end. In the grand scheme of things, perhaps not. But if Malicant would like to reach his power here too, then another world that he has threatened to go after, was, perhaps, a bit more relevant than not.
"Not so often relevant as that, I should think, no." He answered at last, pausing as he spoke to tug at one of his earrings, as he thought this through. "Though we may be linked by our enemy in the shadows. We are told he wishes to go after our worlds if he is not stopped on Tu Vishan. Now this world has something of a link to Tu Vishan and Tu Vishan to the worlds that all of us come from, I would say that worlds like yours and mine are perhaps a little closer than not by his plans."
Never before, as in this place of knowledge, had he wished to say Malicant's name more. It hardly seemed right to tiptoe around it, in a place where knowledge, facts, and the truth were so important as all of that It was so hard not to, but, knowing what it would bring, Enjolras did not dare.
"Still, in general, yes. There are many whose worlds are not so relevant to mine who have become important to me here. In that case, when I ask them to speak of home and learn of things I never would have imagined on my own, yes, we are, or were, linked then, and by extension, there are our worlds."
His eyes followed the gesture for a moment, taking in the places where that rotation would be, and then Enjolras nodded. "Near everything is circular is it not?" He asked, considering. "A good deal many worlds, time itself, the seasons in some places..." Birth and Death, he added silently, especially when it came to realms like that he'd found his way to after death. A heavy thought, but not a sad one. Simply one that required much more time to tease out in full, but not the current time, since he could be exploring and learning of more to be done in here.
He was no Combeferre, but Enjolras was no slouch when it came to wishing to expand his education. He'd left it limited before, a mistake, he'd come to learm, but the chance to fix that in any way he could was still upon him, so he leaned forward, simply listening.
They could not be so easily created? But if that book had come from his memory, then...
"Oh!" He spoke the syllable out loud, then looked a bit embarrassed at that. "Ah my apologies, I've only...they cannot be created or destroyed due to the fact that they change instead. Each person has their own association to place on an object like that, and it cannot be consistent because no one is the same."
Failing to recognize masks in life felt almost more like a specific hint at someone or something else being not what they appeared to be right here. Rarely were strangers what they seemed to be...yes, he had learned that the hard way, once, it would be incredibly awful for that to be the way of things again.
"And might there be a way to note the mask, beyond much more careful attention? Signs that could give anyone away besides them not behaving like themselves?" It seemed a key sign to Enjolras, that, which meant that there had to be other, more subtle ones to look for, yes?
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As for worlds not being relevant? Enjolras was not quite sure on that end. In the grand scheme of things, perhaps not. But if Malicant would like to reach his power here too, then another world that he has threatened to go after, was, perhaps, a bit more relevant than not.
"Not so often relevant as that, I should think, no." He answered at last, pausing as he spoke to tug at one of his earrings, as he thought this through. "Though we may be linked by our enemy in the shadows. We are told he wishes to go after our worlds if he is not stopped on Tu Vishan. Now this world has something of a link to Tu Vishan and Tu Vishan to the worlds that all of us come from, I would say that worlds like yours and mine are perhaps a little closer than not by his plans."
Never before, as in this place of knowledge, had he wished to say Malicant's name more. It hardly seemed right to tiptoe around it, in a place where knowledge, facts, and the truth were so important as all of that It was so hard not to, but, knowing what it would bring, Enjolras did not dare.
"Still, in general, yes. There are many whose worlds are not so relevant to mine who have become important to me here. In that case, when I ask them to speak of home and learn of things I never would have imagined on my own, yes, we are, or were, linked then, and by extension, there are our worlds."
His eyes followed the gesture for a moment, taking in the places where that rotation would be, and then Enjolras nodded. "Near everything is circular is it not?" He asked, considering. "A good deal many worlds, time itself, the seasons in some places..." Birth and Death, he added silently, especially when it came to realms like that he'd found his way to after death. A heavy thought, but not a sad one. Simply one that required much more time to tease out in full, but not the current time, since he could be exploring and learning of more to be done in here.
He was no Combeferre, but Enjolras was no slouch when it came to wishing to expand his education. He'd left it limited before, a mistake, he'd come to learm, but the chance to fix that in any way he could was still upon him, so he leaned forward, simply listening.
They could not be so easily created? But if that book had come from his memory, then...
"Oh!" He spoke the syllable out loud, then looked a bit embarrassed at that. "Ah my apologies, I've only...they cannot be created or destroyed due to the fact that they change instead. Each person has their own association to place on an object like that, and it cannot be consistent because no one is the same."
Failing to recognize masks in life felt almost more like a specific hint at someone or something else being not what they appeared to be right here. Rarely were strangers what they seemed to be...yes, he had learned that the hard way, once, it would be incredibly awful for that to be the way of things again.
"And might there be a way to note the mask, beyond much more careful attention? Signs that could give anyone away besides them not behaving like themselves?" It seemed a key sign to Enjolras, that, which meant that there had to be other, more subtle ones to look for, yes?