"That's a surprisingly typical response," Stephen replied, somehow managing to keep a straight face the entire time. This was steadily becoming routine, and he had to remind himself that every case - just as it was in a medical sense - was vastly different. Every person needed to be accounted for, accordingly.
He made no move forward or back, instead remaining perfectly still and calm. The only thing that moved was the cape, and even then it was only the slightest swaying motion. It moved like the pendulum of a clock in slow motion, back and forth.
"This universe is broken. For whatever reason, unknown to me, it has earmarked you as someone of importance to it." Stephen suspected that these people played some part in protecting the universe from collapse, but he wasn't about to voice such theories. Not without further investigation. "You just felt that happening. Didn't you."
It wasn't a question. It was stated as a known fact.