There was no secret to be discovered in all the information being gathered that the events of the day before were profoundly changing, not just to this world and all under its dominion, but too those far beyond it.

The evidence the cold eyes had laid sight upon implied as much, for they spoke of something more grand and ominous, that which the many peoples and the many nations knew not of and could not be made aware of; the hours reading revealed knowledge so arcane that what glimmers of hope that this could all be resolved swiftly faded. These were times unlike anything these people were to know and perhaps more forebodingly, ever would know. That was what made them so dire to understand. Not the lives lost, not the damages sustained, not the injured economy. No, it was that there was more to come.

While in regular times and trials those eyes would have viewed the speech as rousing, but they had no such opportunity to even be present. The chaos that followed in the wake of the storm, particularly that which knowledge could only be discussed behind closed doors, had been more pressing. The threat and that which it posed needed to be understood in the most precise of details with such utter secrecy that the thoughts themselves had to be shrouded by technical and even unnatural wards. Even these too were under threat, that was how grave the danger was. It was by sheer coincidence, maybe fate itself all along, that this information was bestowed upon a man from so far outside the bounds of reality. Someone who really should not have had a stake, let alone a say, in its distribution to him, but such was the nature of the station he was in.

Recitation and contemplation put the inner turmoil to calm, just as they did all other things. The memories and the information suppressed by the psyche, at least for now. Their time and place would come soon enough.

For now, the intensity of focus shifted itself visibly as the eyes moved again, now to view the vast rolling sea before it. The sights, sounds, senses as a whole all returned to the foreground rather than their prior place of being relegated to nothing. This beach, whose white sands shone brightly in the morning sun, were akin to the pale flesh of the very old in soul and far younger in body man. Truthfully, were it not for the synthetic material that made up his open longcoat and its midnight coloration, he might have otherwise been effectively invisible here. The beauty of this untouched place, where he had been the only man to ever set foot, was distracting enough to let such a fancy carry. Adding in the fact he was both pale and bald helped too.

His elopement here was brief, all too brief. Although it was the only place he knew where he could keep his secrets to himself and only share them with the land of which was content to drink them in, never to share them either. Just where this land, this place was across an infinite sea of stars no one but he likely knew. So it made for that much desired sanctuary to ponder the weights of the world that he had in part accepted. Once upon a time it was not that way, a place to hide and think, but that was then. The only thing that had gone truly unchanged was the sea and this beach it seemed.

The man took a few steps forward, hands concealed behind his back, boots parting the incalculable grains of sand, and before his next had so much as sunk into the sea before him, he had vanished without trace. His footsteps followed suit, being made no more by the wave that then broke. Once again this world was free of the outside.

Where he returned however, sometime and somewhere, was vastly different and in the company of two familiar men. He observed them and their exchange with a odd quiet politeness and even more odd stillness. There was this particular way he stood and watched which seemed only in part human, as though he himself did not realize he was genuinely here, perhaps mislead that he was in another place which might as well had been a dream. The reality was that he was indeed here though he appeared content not to change anything of his actions in spite of this. Rather, the courteous silence and motionlessness just seemed to be inherent.

"Yes, it is unfortunate we find ourselves meeting." He said, proving to cant his head some, "But I assure you both, as if you had any doubts, this is of tremendous import."