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He's tall. He wears a cleanly pressed green uniform; a barcode and series of numbers where a name plate would typically be. A surgeon's mask hangs around his neck and his hands are still gloved. He's pristine to the point of unnerving, and everything but his eyes might suggest he was in perfect health. He was not, however, nearly as together as he seemed... but that was the story of everyone, wasn't it? The more perfect the outside the more mess lay within.

To say that Cyro had many questions for the forum would be an understatement. As blip amongst the folk within, he'd been watching and listening to people come and go for a bit of time. With such a well of knowledge (and potential stupidity) available here from diverse physics, realities, time, and law, it seemed like such a waste to ask an open question.

It was at the moment where words caught somewhere in his throat he came to a startling realization: he was actually afraid. That must be the ultimate conclusion. There was little else to explain why, even here, he couldn't ask what he wanted to ask. What if no one had an answer?

"Genetic engineering," he began, walking calm through the forum and toward the front. "Does your world have it, how advanced is it, have there been difficulties with it?"

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It's a good day for her when she can make someone smile.

"Ah. You want... doctors? I haven't met any medical doctors here, other than you, but there are some people who might be able to make introductions. Samus maybe. She's been here longer than I have."

It's a strange thing to do research on yourself and not entirely recommended but what choice did he have. He was the one that had intensive knowledge in neurology, but then his knowledge in genetic research was subpar comparatively.

"Samus," the name rolled on his tongue and he lodged it away for later. There was a pause and then a switch, "but tell me about you. I'm interested, and hopeful."

A short smile came to his lips at the end statement.

Nobody should have to do that. It sounds horrible. Then again it doesn't sound like he can trust anyone else to do that.

"Me? Oh." Not her favorite topic but okay. "Pretty standard human woman. Early 21st-century. I live in New York. I have an exceedingly boring job and daddy issues. Um."

Sorry Cyro, she's not good at this.

"I always know when someone's lying to me." Because that's the sort of news you want to just drop on this guy.

Mm, it wasn't so bad as much as it was likely of him to miss something because he was too close to the subject. Regardless how objective he could be the fact remained that it was himself and his brothers.

"Pre fallout," he nodded. "It might be nice to see that, know what it's like. Anything like this place?"

He looks at her when she makes her confession and offers a short smile, "I can read thoughts and emotions through touch."

That was good to know, though. He lied.. often. Which could be troubling.

She almost says something about how he should have told her, but... she didn't exactly wear a sign either, so. "Is that why you wear those gloves?"

She'll answer his question, but it takes a little time to try and make it sound reasonable. "It's full of people with all kinds of powers and abilities. We have a lot of superheroes and supervillains. It's not always very peaceful. But if you want to come visit that would be okay. We'll avoid the places where that sort of thing is most likely to happen."

Everyone has a secret. There's more than just these few things between them that they hold secret, more than likely. He looked down at his hands when she talked about her gloves and considered for a moment, well, lying.

"No," came a short exhale as he pulled them from his hands. "They're typical procedural gloves. I was heading into the OR but the door lead here instead."

Instead of continuing on the matter he moved to speak about her world. "It's not that far fetched, the nuclear fallout has affected people in my world in strange ways. Most of it for the worse but some of it not. I know that's not the same but people who cannot accept what is right in front of them, you know."

So many secrets, but also private things they may reveal in time.

She's glad he didn't try to lie. Although the idea he's missing a surgery is a little troubling.

"Some of it is because of radiation. People getting too close to nuclear tests, or scientists who decide 'hey, let's made a radioactive ant' or something." She doesn't understand how Ant-Man's powers work. "Some are born with powers. Humanity is evolving surprisingly quickly right now, where I'm from. Some of us get our abilities in other ways. Magic or extensive training or non-radioactive scientific intervention."

Magic? He was always under the assumption that magic was a false ability. Wouldn't magic just be an ability that one innately had or learned as opposed to just magic? Details.

"Scientists are naturally inclined to poke at everything because they can and observe that it in a hope that it teaches them something." He loved science but he was far from blind about the morally grey line it constantly walked.

Magic is very real where she's from. But that doesn't mean she understands it.

"Wanting to understand isn't a bad thing. I take it you're not inclined to seek magical solutions to your problem?"

He would be interested to see it happen just to validate the different logic of physics and world dynamics. It's just so fascinating, really.

"I'm inclined to meet whoever can help. It's hard to determine when the string will finally snap. My brothers are worse off than I am, stability wise."

It would make for an interesting field of study, and Verity needs a project to take her mind off things if he ever wants a lab assistant...

She's hesitant to bring this up, but he's going to find out eventually. "There are a couple powerful mages here that I've met. You'd need to be careful what you agree to with them, and I don't know how much they can do, but... Naugus or Schön might be able to help."

He noted the hesitation and nodded when she gave him a warning of these people. Cyro would like to say that he was incredibly cautious but that began to slip away as the mania crept in.

"Do you stay here?"

Nobody can be cautious all the time. Especially not when dealing with something entirely new and previously thought to be fiction.

"Ah, no, not anymore. I just come to visit. It's... things back home are... difficult." And that's keeping in mind what little she knows about his home life. "So eventually I won't be going back probably."

"What is happening back home?" He nodded away from the forum as if to ask her if she wanted to wonder away from the crowd with him.

Getting away from the crowd is generally a good idea in her book, and she'll walk with him in companionable silence until they have the privacy of distance.

"Something's gone wrong with the multiverse. Different dimensions are starting to... to interact. I don't know exactly what's happening, that sort of stuff is being kept from the public, but I do know it's getting worse and nobody's managed to fix it." This is not easy to talk about, and as much as she tries to be calm and factual about it, she's clearly upset. "Universes are being destroyed and."

And how long until it's hers?

"Interact?" He tipped his head a little in question, "As in blend with one another?"

"Not so gentle. More like... crash into one another." And she's more than a little scared.

That would make two of them... being scared for what was to come. It was a horrifying thing to consider under both of their circumstances. Her entire world could be town apart and his had been, and the survivors were undergoing a slow decaying death. Here could be a place to start anew, though. Couldn't it?

He stepped a bit ahead of her. He'd have to go back eventually. If there was any chance that things could change, that they could all survive this, he had to go back.

"Do you think we all stumble in here because we're meant to?"

It can be. It is infinite and grand and full of useful stuff that goes 'ding'. And it's a place to which they can return when they need to.

The question is considered in another stretch of silence. "I've been wondering that myself. I think so. I hope so? It's better than the alternative."

Cryo stopped walking for a moment and exhaled. Yes, he could bring his siblings here and they could build their own world. If they could get help for their condition... each of them were incredibly bright and more than capable of helping those in need that come here. It could be good.

"The alternative being?" He looked back toward her.

She stops when he does, tucking her hands in her pockets and shrugging. "That someone's having a good laugh at us. Gods are not always kind. Or it could be completely random. I honestly don't know and have no way of finding out."

That irritated him. The fact that something was happening, something had happened, and he couldn't determine how or why. It was interesting, sure. This place, what might happen within it.. all interesting, but he would likely be driven to find an answer for it all at some point or another. Cyro was very used to Knowing Things. Very used to order.

"Let's hope that's not the case. There is always a logical explanation. When it seems as if there is not, it's simply that we can't understand it yet."

She understands the sentiment. There's so many things in her life she wishes she understood. But being the best friend of the god of lies means learning to live with not getting answers.

"I'm inclined to agree with you. I prefer rational explanations for things. But I've learned they're pretty rare."

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