[ That's a good answer. Surprisingly good. Like a knife loosing knots and knots of philosophy and multiverse theory in a single swipe. Matt breathes a sigh that comes out sounding wearier than he means it to. ]

People aren't the same, [ he agrees. A small, rueful smile. ] Though that doesn't always help me ... I start wondering about all the people a couple universes down who I'll never get to meet.

[ It's a silly thought, in a lot of ways, even an idle one. But it feels meaningful to him. Matt has spent so much time piercing the veil, teaching his gaze to aim past the here and now, that he doesn't always weigh reality the way he senses other people do. Though in terms of his immediate social circle, that's an easy one for him. He's met people here who understand him in ways he'd never though possible. People who are sweet to him like he hadn't imagined they could be. ]

Do you have people you wanna get back to?