"Yes but he'd have had to work out how to get the silver, wouldn't he? It could have bought us some time, and then we could have..."
Ambrose shut up, having spent years divining what-if scenarios and letting them play out in his head, driving him mad as nothing had ever changed things. Eventually Sabrina had shown up, and that had been enough. He really needed to learn to accept that, especially since he had no idea what would happen if Vallo sent him home, but arming himself with the appropriate knowledge couldn't be a bad thing.
"Back home, I have no recollection of going mad, do I?" he asked. He wouldn't, would he? That was just a special gift from the powers that be that occupied this weird place.