Still, it's a little strange to think about the centuries that happen after one's died. I don't like to imagine myself dead...

[ Leon likes to be alive. It's very jarring to have his life splayed out like a page of prologue in a book of many chapters and then zipped past. ]

—Are forgemasters similar to alchemists? [ Leon tries again to politely give Hector his deserved attention, despite the simultaneous existential crisis that's happening in his head. ]