Mais bien sûr... a coincidence can still be useful, non?
[His smile tilts, thoughtful, an edge of amusement cutting through it. McGillis gives him too much credit. He enjoys it far more than he should.]
You see patterns where others see noise. That alone sets you apart. And if my enjoyment merely sharpens what was already there, then I am flattered to be of service.
But as for your question... Chaos and order are siblings, not opposites. One breathes life into the other. Whatever power governs this place... mm, I doubt it is so rigid as to choose only one. It seems to feed on tension. On imbalance. On what people reveal when pressed.
[He gestures lazily with one hand, as though brushing away dust, though his eyes remain fixed on McGillis with bare interest.]
If I had to guess? It favors whichever stirs the pot most beautifully. Order can be oppressive, chaos can be dull. But the interplay... that is where real artistry lies.
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[His smile tilts, thoughtful, an edge of amusement cutting through it. McGillis gives him too much credit. He enjoys it far more than he should.]
You see patterns where others see noise. That alone sets you apart. And if my enjoyment merely sharpens what was already there, then I am flattered to be of service.
But as for your question... Chaos and order are siblings, not opposites. One breathes life into the other. Whatever power governs this place... mm, I doubt it is so rigid as to choose only one. It seems to feed on tension. On imbalance. On what people reveal when pressed.
[He gestures lazily with one hand, as though brushing away dust, though his eyes remain fixed on McGillis with bare interest.]
If I had to guess? It favors whichever stirs the pot most beautifully. Order can be oppressive, chaos can be dull. But the interplay... that is where real artistry lies.