Except, he kept finding himself thinking. That’s not all.
It would be of no surprise for a sudden leap of knowledge to occur every handful of decades. Some new way of looking at the world brought about by some spurt of genius, even in the functionally infinite.
What was surprising was these renaissances in all sciences that had happened a total of five times that he’d counted so far. Three for convergences, that made sense, but what of the other two?
-This wasn’t supposed to be his job. This wasn’t supposed to be any of their jobs, here in the DMZ. History as a topic belonged to the emissaries sent to Artemis.
+This wasn’t supposed to be his job. This wasn’t supposed to be any of their jobs, here in the DMZ. History as a topic belonged to the emissaries sent to Artemis.
And so he sat and he waited until there was a time that he could speak, and even when he probably should have been paying attention, he spent much of his effort on trying to figure out how best to word his question in such a way that wouldn’t get him in trouble with the Artemisians or, worse, True Name.
His cue came in the form of Why Ask Questions racking her sheets of notes into a neat pile before slouching back in her chair.
“I have a quick question about science in general, if I may,” he said, preempting comments from any of the others.
@@ -66,7 +66,7 @@“Well, I’ll leave the politics to you all,” he said, grinning and shaking his head. “I’m going to write my own note while we have a bit of time.”