Re: Orange County Hospital - Recovery Room
"Time is subjective and an emergent property of neurons. Thus, a primarily conscious experience and what seems to be its series doesn't concern me. I know well the workings of what seems to be and what is not."
Should he admit his profession? No, not just yet. It was a rare individual in this world who took the work of the magician seriously. Rare enough to spot the true genius it takes to woo an audience of hundreds--to trick people with good eyes--into believing what is not or is right underneath their nose.
"Right now, considering the relation these events have to a quantum decoherence, or a leaky embankment in spacetime, or Planck scale geometry, I'm more pleased that it's happened for the sake of study... I like to know how things work... it's my profession to pull the veil up. " He'd stared down at his hand as if it would've be there when he did; raising it caused a shooting pain in the rib cracked by a rogue bullet with his name on it. He'd winced, but continued: "...And maybe not knowing is how this ends up, but it's a nudge in the right direction of my hobbies."