The defensiveness does not go unnoticed, and Barnabas does not seem particularly bothered. Gaia might gain the distinct impression that there isn't much that bothers Barnabas at all, at least on the surface. Of course he finds what she says interesting, that Gaia's...reality is one that boasts a means to travel between worlds. Something perhaps possible of his Master, should such a feat been necessary for their situation, but likely proved itself a fruitless endeavor.
The Interdimensional Rift was proof enough of what He can do on a whim.
"Long have I wondered if there was a discernible pattern to those who have been brought here," he starts, his voice just as calm as it has been this whole time. Grani trotting about alongside them, slowing as he moves to almost a prance. Like he's eavesdropping, but who's to say he really understands what they're talking about.
"At first, I believed it all made sense that the ones who were here would have been chosen. However, I have come to meet others which are not particularly special in any notable way. That they should be expected to prove themselves against the trials we are meant to face...is rather irresponsible by most men's measure. These unremarkable chosen cannot properly conceive of a burden this grand."
As he talks, Stonhyrr is not far off, probably a few more minutes and they'll reach the bridge. Maybe a minute if they jog, which Barnabas is distinctly not doing. Instead, he continues his pace, leisurely and unhurried, continuing to explain.
"Yet, twice you have been chosenβabductedβby different realities to serve as savior. I know not your role from whence you originally hail, but if I were make a wager, it would be that this role is not unfamiliar to you."
Is he projecting on Gaia a little bit here? Maybe. Is he taking a fifty-fifty stab at this possibility? Absolutely, but he has reason to believe that chance is on his side, that the probability is a little higher than a true fifty-fifty split. With her power, and her admitted abduction history, he's certain this is a safe bet to make, and even if he's wrong, there's something to gain from it.
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The Interdimensional Rift was proof enough of what He can do on a whim.
"Long have I wondered if there was a discernible pattern to those who have been brought here," he starts, his voice just as calm as it has been this whole time. Grani trotting about alongside them, slowing as he moves to almost a prance. Like he's eavesdropping, but who's to say he really understands what they're talking about.
"At first, I believed it all made sense that the ones who were here would have been chosen. However, I have come to meet others which are not particularly special in any notable way. That they should be expected to prove themselves against the trials we are meant to face...is rather irresponsible by most men's measure. These unremarkable chosen cannot properly conceive of a burden this grand."
As he talks, Stonhyrr is not far off, probably a few more minutes and they'll reach the bridge. Maybe a minute if they jog, which Barnabas is distinctly not doing. Instead, he continues his pace, leisurely and unhurried, continuing to explain.
"Yet, twice you have been chosenβabductedβby different realities to serve as savior. I know not your role from whence you originally hail, but if I were make a wager, it would be that this role is not unfamiliar to you."
Is he projecting on Gaia a little bit here? Maybe. Is he taking a fifty-fifty stab at this possibility? Absolutely, but he has reason to believe that chance is on his side, that the probability is a little higher than a true fifty-fifty split. With her power, and her admitted abduction history, he's certain this is a safe bet to make, and even if he's wrong, there's something to gain from it.
Though, he pretty confident he's right.