Whereas Solomon was leaning on the counter, Cain made himself comfortable against the doorframe. Far be it from Cain to invade the man's space or give up his own when getting into the heavy material of necromantic arts and complicated theoretical physics. Who cared that they had met only about ten minutes ago and were already deep in discussion about the true nature of the universe and what it might mean when someone literally could not die?

"I've read up on the the theories. They're older than you might think," Cain said. With a hand outstretched for Solomon to continued, he prodded, "The ones you're getting at are more about making different choices and forcing the universe or timeline to compensate by branching out, right? Or are we talking like first, second, third, fourth dimensions?"