- Mon Sep 25, 2017 6:46 pm
Sam made a face at her description of how she was moving about. That sounded...terrible. To have to depend on luck like that pretty much ensured that the luck was going to run out. And, the more times you called on it, the faster that luck was going to get depleted. That was one of Sam's biggest reasons for his love of science: it was predictable. Science and math were steady and reliable. For every action, there was an equal and opposite reaction, right?
So, what would be the reaction of helping this one out? Hard to say. Chaos, as much as he didn't want to admit, was still a part of the scientific system. While it could be accounted for, measured even, it had a nasty way of entering a problem and turning it upside down. Was he, perhaps, the chaos in the system that he was looking for? No...likely not. Was Lydia and the other time traveling crew? Possibly.
"We start by learning how to get in contact with each other, then information gathering. How about you meet me tomorrow with everything you've gathered and I'll bring everything I've learned and we can spread it out to get a good, high altitude look at what's going on? Then, from there, we can start to piece together the connections that may or may not have formed. Here's where I'm staying and my cell phone number."
Sam wrote down his contact information on a napkin and handed it to Lydia with a smile.