[Sorry, Serah. He'll make it up to you and actually answer your question later.

He at least has the sense to realize what he's doing look a little sheepish when he gets a response. He scratches his temple and grins at Serah somewhat apologetically.]

Yes, ma'am.

[Courtesy aside, he really wants to ask. The merc clears his throat.]

I'm ask because, well. Besides it bein' so unusual, I'm an scientist. And quantum physicists ain't exactly figured time travel where I come from yet. I'd be lyin' if I wasn't pretty darn curious.

So. All that to say: how'd you do it?