Enter a lost advisor

[coeurdefeu]

Ignis is not one to mince words, or have histrionics. If he finds himself in a desperate situation, he'd never panic. He wouldn't even let his initial confusion overwhelm his observations.

"...A question? I see. Give me a moment."

He visibly gathers himself, regardless of what the Nexus demands. In fact, he pushes his glasses up on his nose, as he decides what he'll ask.

"If anybody has any advice on changing the future, I'll gladly take it on board."

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[not_the_question]

He knows it's valid. Hence why he said it. Unusually makes things easier in the long run.

"So you don't save him and your planet is destroyed. And if you do? Where do the ripples go? Do they turn into tidal waves until the whole of everything is destroyed?"

[coeurdefeu]

He's getting a solid dose of reality, but he still doesn't like it very much.

"I don't know. I would hope not. I've always been of the thought that there's always more than one solution to any problem, but this one...I don't know."

And he really hates not knowing.

[not_the_question]

The Doctor might hand out membership cards to the 'hates not knowing' club later.

"Sadly, I don't think you're from my universe, or we'd pop inside the TARDIS and take a peek. Some decisions simply have to be made. Whether or not you know the answer or the future."

He sighs.

"All you can do is make the best decision with the information you have."

[coeurdefeu]

"...No, you're definitely not from my universe. I think we would have heard tales of an alien that can travel through time and space."

That actually gets a little smile out of him, there and gone a moment later.

"But I suppose you're right. That's all any of us can do, when it comes right down to it."

[not_the_question]

"Not necessarily. Humans can be very unobservant when they want to be."

Or they invent their own histories or they simply ignore things because it doesn't make sense.

"It's a touch job, but we all have got to do it."