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Caught up in his studies of the fabric of this universe, Siebren rarely saw an issue with remaining inside for the bulk of a day for weeks. It made him neglect matters such as hydration and sustenance more than he could afford. It was unwise, at best. After all, the mind required these things just as much as the rest of his body. It did nothing for his mental state to be so isolated either. He didn’t go out to spend time with others often. No one really bothered to approach him while he conducted his studies either, but Garth was a valuable contact for his research—studies into the old kingdom intersected with his own research—so contact with him was unavoidable. Not that he would wish to avoid it; the man was rather pleasant company. Perhaps because he indulged his curiosity, but that was as good a reason as any.

Siebren himself could go into great detail about his ideas surrounding the stars and planets, but history wasn’t his primary interest. Still, it proved to be essential for what he was trying to accomplish. The old kingdom, in turn, had shown itself to be truly fascinating. They knew so much more than anyone currently did. All that knowledge, lost. He could scarcely wrap his head around it. 

A light smile tugged at his lips while he tapped his food with his knife—an effort at cutting the meat on his plate as graciously as he could manage—after having finished an impassioned talk about how close he felt he was to a breakthrough, the elation in his eyes rivalling the vibrance of the warmly lit room itself.