His brow furrows with confusion and he wonders if perhaps this isn't a causal effect of sliding between past and future with ease, not understanding the people around him as precisely as he'd wish to. "I don't think it should be thrown out, but I also disbelief that it should be given the weight of importance," he says, slightly irritable to think that all science should stop.

Certainly not. However, those scientists and explorers should find themselves accustomed to being inferior. He gives her a startled look, as if he would do such a thing (as if she could know of such a thing) and finds himself yet wary. "I assure you, once I find the texts, they will be the first thing I read." He tries to shake off her comment, but finds it difficult. "And I would hardly steal from a grave, that's devilish behaviour."

No, his subjects come to him on stark tables.