"Basically, yes. I split a universe. In two," he somberly clarified. "You're still you, with all of your experiences and your past. The same as I am, or any of these other people around us. But yes, we're now in our own timeline. I had to, or the entire planet would've been absorbed by a being from another dimension entirely."
He looked up at the building again with an unsure expression. It almost looked as though he was looking through the building, and not at it.
"I didn't pull you here. I don't know why it's happening. It might be the stone drawing the people most affected to it, those that had the most impact in these timelines. That's just a hypothesis." Stephen shook his head and tried his best to sound reassuring, even under such undesirable circumstances. He had traveled the astral plane and consulted books while his body slept, essentially devoting every single second to dealing with repercussions and studying the situation. "I've looked at the problem as extensively as I can. It won't collapse entirely. In fact, it should fully stabilize into a timeline in it's own right, as time moves forward. There might be some turbulence, though."
There would be some timeline bleed over and strangeness. Of that, he had little doubt, since the two timelines were still quite close together.