The two humans moved on through silent perplexities.
Riley noticed, or maybe imagined, that Ranglen stayed longer in certain rooms rather than others, seemed to look extra closely in specific locations. Of course she assumed he knew more than what he admitted, so she threw out questions in hope he’d reveal things. “You’ve been to ruins on other planets, you say?”
“A few. They’re usually found in places like this—isolated, rocky, so the outline blends into the background.”
“There are a lot of spots like that on Homeworld. It’s still quite a coincidence that we both found this place. You don’t believe they could manipulate probabilities over light-years, do you?”
“The ‘Schrodinger-Macro-Airafane effect’? No. That theory always seemed desperate to me. It’s not so much science as pure subj
