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[faithfulskeptic]

Let's say I accept the premise that I've been brought through unknown means to a space station at an indeterminate, extrasolar location.

[ She doesn't, but she's already got the sense that the argument isn't going anywhere. Also that no one cares that this is like, eighty different kinds of illegal. ]

Has anyone successfully met the conditions specified to change what they regret? How is that even possible? Is there any evidence that your actions here can actually alter the past?

If you believe it, what convinced you?

If you don't, but you're still playing along with all this, why?

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[faithfulskeptic]

It's a philosophically complicated question. But I might ask, thank you; it would be interesting to know, and to see if she can provide any context.

There's a theory that every possible sequence of events that could happen, down to the movement of subatomic particles, has happened in some discrete universe; I don't know what the implications of this place would be in that picture. There would be nearly infinite worlds in which any given event didn't happen, or happened differently.
But I'm not sure anyone's got an answer for that.

Thank you. It's not as uncommon as you might imagine; forensic pathology is a thriving field.

[cruelyethuman]

Your profession might be common in your world, but not in mine. We have scientists, but the best ones I know of, are guilty of horrors beyond anything I could have imagined.

They do not solve crimes; they make them.

It does sound fascinating, though, I must admit that. If you care to, I would love to watch you work one day.

Perhaps we can talk more about the impossibility of this place and the missions we have agreed to solve.

[faithfulskeptic]

Scientific innovation is always a double-edged sword; there are very few helpful things that cannot hurt, and vice versa. I'm sorry to hear you've only seen the dark side of it.

I'd be happy to discuss this more. Admittedly, I'm not sure yet what my work will look like here, exactly.

[ and autopsies are generally not spectator sports, but she's not gonna get into that. ]

[cruelyethuman]

When you know, please find me. Or reach out through the network, there is no escaping that, I'm afraid.

Or this that also something you're accustomed to, being able to reach out and instantly connect to another person.

[faithfulskeptic]

I'm halfway used to it, you could say. I'm used to being able to turn my phone off.

[cruelyethuman]

There is no such luxury here, I'm afraid.