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I fail to see the purpose of gum. Chewing on something that one isn't meant to swallow doesn't seem like a fulfilling activity.
I believe he saw this happening around him. After dreaming of his demise, he became concerned that his memories would begin to fade, and thus began to note everything he believed was of worth. A valuable resource, but much of it is naught more than words writ by the hand of another. Whatever transpired after my divergence, happened to another person entirely.
I've found it's equal parts of both, really.
I have a path point into the Tower. We can meet in the commoner's room, if you wish for the illusion to be cast upon you.