"He's not bad. He's just like one of those kids that grew up surrounded by computers in his parent's basement and never had friends 'cause he had to be smarter than them or suspects they're gonna bully him. The problem is a guy like that can either turn out to be an okay person if he meets the right people or he can turn out to be real goddamn dangerous under the wrong influence.

"Anyway, I think that might be it. Like all the time flows out of this one or something. Into other places where it can move around. Anyway that's my best theory." Admittedly, he didn't have the tech to pursue it.

Even the normal mud here felt like shit. He followed along that snow trail, watching as that wayward snow golem went around a puff of fire almost by accident rather than any real effort to dodge it.