Lowering his gaze, Joshua growled, "Profound, transcendent—and equally unhinged!"
Igor exhaled a breath in response. He looked down again the miniature organic molecules, no longer puzzled but astonished.
"It's certainly profound… it's hard to imagine that the Black Fog, an entity that only knows destruction is capable of such grand thought and design," the pontiff muttered. "However, how is that unhinged? It's now essentially a Creator of a new world, building a civilization it desires!"
Joshua, however, took a deep breath, glancing around coldly at the dark, turbid ocean before turning to Igor.
"Your Holiness," he said coldly, "stop bemoaning the state of the universe!"
