Ten-Nank is quiet for a moment longer than usual when giving pause between conversing. Nothing changing about their posture, their experience; just a silence that seems louder about them whenever they don't speak.

"I will make note of this, keep a record to pass onto those who can do more with it. Much can be done about time, and movement, in and outside of it - what matters is intent, how skilled you are. What do you care about happening, what don't you - this imaginary you unrelated to you - care about. I read more of the reports where it goes wrong than right. But, they do exist. My experience means nothing. Truly, I know little. I can't guess. I'm a poor guesser."

A fact they don't mind admitting to, no frustration or annoyance in its acknowledgement.

"Existence is capable of much."