"I'm telling you, no matter how much of a genius I am, it's simply impossible for me to be able to create a subspace within days of learning the power of space!"
"And I'm telling you that you can!"
"And 'I' am telling you that 'I' cannot!!"
Such was the strange argument going on between a young progenitor and his great-grandfather's vestige within an isolated space somewhere in the Varona realm.
"For the sake of all that is right and just, you're being too unreasonable with your demands.
At least allow me to stabilize what I've managed to learn from the law of space first."
"And I'm telling you that if you make the subspace now, it would 'stabilize' along with your spatial comprehensions, killing two birds with one stone!"
