Even though he had grandly proclaimed that he would find his own way, it was still hard.
The hours stretched into what felt like days within this perception extended toward infinity, and Noah found himself no closer to understanding how to touch THE Silurian Cause than he had been when Naldine first demonstrated the Modus Operandi. He theorized. He contemplated. He examined every unique aspect of his existence that might provide pathways traditional methodology did not account for.
The connection to Eon continued flooding him with Observable force even within this stretched moment, that golden light pressing against his foundations with density that should have been expanding his perception. But expansion was not comprehension. Having more did not mean understanding what he had.
So he talked.
