The more she watched him, the more silent she grew.
Because Nux was no longer 'following' paths, he was…
He was predicting them.
If a Universe carried a certain kind of scar, its lineage often bent in a certain direction that he could predict. If its flow had a certain weight, it likely passed through certain ancient Branches that he could completely skip and move right past. If its Time had certain fractures, it had likely inherited them from a specific class of disturbance.
Nux had learned all those patterns, patterns that… she only learned after watching the Multiverse for quindecillions of years.
What the Seer did not realize was that—
As exceptional of a being as she, or more accurately, her past incarnation was before she came to the Multiverse—
Nux Leander stood at an entirely different level.
