Time flew by as Eldrian and Ziraili spoke. And the more they spoke, the better Eldrian came to understand that the complexity of things depended on how you looked at them. Just as Ziraili had said.
A rock, for example, is just that. A rock. However, you could ask what type of rock it is. How it was formed, what type of structure it has, the size of its grains, and so forth. These all add to the definition of the rock. But, in the end, it remains a rock.
'She's still holding back,' Eldrian thought. He was still struggling to accept the notion as it was. So he wasn't mad that she was going slow for him to follow. However, he knew there was a better method.
She could force all this information into his head. Share a telepathic link with everything he needed to know. Though... that might fry his brain.
