[ Alan maintains eye contact with Elizabeth as she looks back at him, only shifting his gaze when she moves to stand in front of him. He looks at the plain wooden chair, and then his eyebrows lift as the chair suddenly changes. ]

What the- [ And as soon as he says that, there seems to be an obvious ripple in reality (he hates how that doesn't faze him as much as it would have not that long ago) and the chair is a wooden one again, but only briefly as the ripples continue, and... the wooden chair is gone and a plush one sits there as if it was there all along. ]

... I- Huh. So you can just pull things out of one reality and put them in another whenever you want? That's... Wow.

[ He's both boggled and a little scared, if he's being honest. ]

Does that apply to people too? Animals? [ That's a really scary idea if that's the case, not to mention a lot of responsibility for one person to carry. ] How do you handle that and not, well... Freak out?

[ He notes how she goes back to reading the papers, and it does seem to be vaguely reminiscent of his own experiences with manuscript pages, but that's not what gets his attention. ]

What? Did you find something?