[Demeisen does listen attentively—and for a moment Matt might be fooled into thinking he’s about to receive some kind of deep perspective or helpful advice. Instead though, the other man opens his mouth and says this:]
How the fuck would you ever know the answer to any of that?
[Demeisen isn’t implying there couldn’t be answers to these questions—but could Matt know what they are? Unless he’s wildly misunderstanding his capabilities as a—as far as Demeisen can tell—pretty normal human man, questions about the optimal choice in a complex and volatile situation like a war for the fate of one or more realities seem considerably beyond the scope of what he could be expected to grapple with.]
Pretty presumptuous of you to already be portioning yourself helpings of responsibility when you just got here. Grief. You make all your decisions this way?
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How the fuck would you ever know the answer to any of that?
[Demeisen isn’t implying there couldn’t be answers to these questions—but could Matt know what they are? Unless he’s wildly misunderstanding his capabilities as a—as far as Demeisen can tell—pretty normal human man, questions about the optimal choice in a complex and volatile situation like a war for the fate of one or more realities seem considerably beyond the scope of what he could be expected to grapple with.]
Pretty presumptuous of you to already be portioning yourself helpings of responsibility when you just got here. Grief. You make all your decisions this way?