[ This person has an interesting psychic presence. Like footsteps instead of the feet that leave them, or shadow instead of the form that casts it. Matt feels overwarm in contrast: all pawing curiosity, breath fogging the glass.

Still, he is curious. ]

We have at least one area of overlap, then. I want to stave off Oblivion too. [ Well, he'd prefer to destroy it--he's not totally prepared to accept that Silco was right something that seems so cruel really is a part of nature. A shark may eat a baby seal, but it doesn't stop to taunt the seal's family. ] I haven't gotten very far in my own investigations, but I've only been here a few months.

Well. And a hundred years or so. [ Matt has a number of thoughts about Shards and the feasibility of creating a soul, but he decides to shelve them for the moment. Over communion, the tendrils of his curiosity are apparent, gleaming threads that brighten and fade to follow lines of inquiry. ] I'm Matt.