He let him go, hand dropping from Newton's hair to his shoulder and searched those green eyes with his own.
His work. His life's work. Newton's would soon be finished, whereas his own had only just started with the end of the war. So much more data he needed to analyze, readings to interpret, different angles to pursue the nature of the Breach from. Calculating the probability of another, publishing years of research- work that would win him global scientific recognition.
He didn't have any of that here.
Projects certainly, but no groundbreaking corner of scientific advancement that hadn't already been discovered. Not with highly developed AIs, inter-dimensional and advanced space travel already prominent concepts among the imPort community. Oh, he'd still work it all out for himself eventually, but the chances of contributing new information.. No, he needed a new branch of study altogether.
Perhaps he'd still never achieve that level of recognition here, but if ever faced with the choice, his ambitions weren't worth everything he'd lose to achieve them.
And in the end, all that encompassed more than either one of them. His palm cradled the side of Newton's neck.
"Yes, I'm sure." And he was. Certain of this decision as he had been when he'd volunteered to drift. "My work can wait, for once. I would much rather enjoy this world for as long as we have it."
Hermann leaned in then, breaths ghosting over Newton's lips. "For us, Newton."
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Date: 2016-02-08 08:40 am (UTC)His work. His life's work. Newton's would soon be finished, whereas his own had only just started with the end of the war. So much more data he needed to analyze, readings to interpret, different angles to pursue the nature of the Breach from. Calculating the probability of another, publishing years of research- work that would win him global scientific recognition.
He didn't have any of that here.
Projects certainly, but no groundbreaking corner of scientific advancement that hadn't already been discovered. Not with highly developed AIs, inter-dimensional and advanced space travel already prominent concepts among the imPort community. Oh, he'd still work it all out for himself eventually, but the chances of contributing new information.. No, he needed a new branch of study altogether.
Perhaps he'd still never achieve that level of recognition here, but if ever faced with the choice, his ambitions weren't worth everything he'd lose to achieve them.
And in the end, all that encompassed more than either one of them. His palm cradled the side of Newton's neck.
"Yes, I'm sure." And he was. Certain of this decision as he had been when he'd volunteered to drift. "My work can wait, for once. I would much rather enjoy this world for as long as we have it."
Hermann leaned in then, breaths ghosting over Newton's lips. "For us, Newton."