Jon shifts towards his space, thankful for the contact as he carefully takes his cup. That's a question- or more a request- and he considers it solemnly as he waits for his tea to cool.
"Honestly I don't need to lie, I don't know enough to assume we're doomed. We may have a real shot at all this." He answers after a beat, and hey, it was true. Maybe they weren't destined to die horribly. He very much doubted it, it was not in his nature to be optimistic like that, but it was a fact. "One of the other domains, the Stranger, it wants to recreate the world in its image, or at least an image closer to it than us. Elias wants me to stop it. Gertrude was trying, before... whatever exactly happened there."
He glances over, not remotely hopeful looking as most would probably like when being reassuring but heck, he was trying in his own way. "I don't know what happens after that, if we succeed. Maybe... maybe it will be enough."
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"Honestly I don't need to lie, I don't know enough to assume we're doomed. We may have a real shot at all this." He answers after a beat, and hey, it was true. Maybe they weren't destined to die horribly. He very much doubted it, it was not in his nature to be optimistic like that, but it was a fact. "One of the other domains, the Stranger, it wants to recreate the world in its image, or at least an image closer to it than us. Elias wants me to stop it. Gertrude was trying, before... whatever exactly happened there."
He glances over, not remotely hopeful looking as most would probably like when being reassuring but heck, he was trying in his own way. "I don't know what happens after that, if we succeed. Maybe... maybe it will be enough."