Sometimes it's hard to understand anything, when you're given too much at once; academics tend to write for academics. Maybe it'd be easier if I showed you.
[ She moves her plate to the side, digging into her purse for a small sketchpad and a pen. Open to a blank page, she sets the notebook on the table, and quickly draws a diagram.
At the top of the page, she draws two circles. In one, she puts a letter A. In the other, a letter B. As she talks, she draws a vertical line beneath each, stopping halfway down the page. ]
We can divide "our" imPort history across two worlds. The one where Lachesis came from, the one where she first "brought" us— [ Her pen taps the A-planet. ] —and the world where Lachesis "took" us, once that one was destroyed. [ Here, the B-planet. ]
For us, Lachesis's imPorts, our history started about ten years ago. We existed in that world for five years, and then it was destroyed. When it was destroyed, Lachesis opened a gateway, and she and the remaining imPorts of that first world crossed over— [ From the bottom of A's vertical line, she draws a sharp slash horizontal across the paper, creating an arrow, connecting it to the line beneath B. Her pen darkens the intersection point, and from there continues drawing the vertical line down the page. ] —to this world. ImPorts like me, and Senator Hundred, and Doctor Chilton, we arrived here almost five years ago. The rest of you joined us after that.
[ Her pen traces over the journey, darkening the line — half on A's line, then crossing to B's side, and then half on B's line, and back again. It looks a bit like a lightning bolt. The first half of B's line remains pale, untouched. ]
According to the history here, imPorts existed in this world before we did, and they were gone before we arrived. But they weren't Lachesis's imPorts, like we are.
[ The pen set aside, Ruka glances up to read the reaction on Lucina's face. ]
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[ She moves her plate to the side, digging into her purse for a small sketchpad and a pen. Open to a blank page, she sets the notebook on the table, and quickly draws a diagram.
At the top of the page, she draws two circles. In one, she puts a letter A. In the other, a letter B. As she talks, she draws a vertical line beneath each, stopping halfway down the page. ]
We can divide "our" imPort history across two worlds. The one where Lachesis came from, the one where she first "brought" us— [ Her pen taps the A-planet. ] —and the world where Lachesis "took" us, once that one was destroyed. [ Here, the B-planet. ]
For us, Lachesis's imPorts, our history started about ten years ago. We existed in that world for five years, and then it was destroyed. When it was destroyed, Lachesis opened a gateway, and she and the remaining imPorts of that first world crossed over— [ From the bottom of A's vertical line, she draws a sharp slash horizontal across the paper, creating an arrow, connecting it to the line beneath B. Her pen darkens the intersection point, and from there continues drawing the vertical line down the page. ] —to this world. ImPorts like me, and Senator Hundred, and Doctor Chilton, we arrived here almost five years ago. The rest of you joined us after that.
[ Her pen traces over the journey, darkening the line — half on A's line, then crossing to B's side, and then half on B's line, and back again. It looks a bit like a lightning bolt. The first half of B's line remains pale, untouched. ]
According to the history here, imPorts existed in this world before we did, and they were gone before we arrived. But they weren't Lachesis's imPorts, like we are.
[ The pen set aside, Ruka glances up to read the reaction on Lucina's face. ]
Does this make sense?