12-12-2024, 11:41 PM
The working theory was beyond Allan. He was a philosophy major. He didn't delve into the science of things, it was feelings and the other things he understood. And when Marcus and Danika began talking he sorta glazed over till they started talking about the things he could think about.
Their models and their equations were utterly useless to him. He needed to feel it to see it to do it. Marcus had models, he could form equations of everything, but Allan he couldn't. He didn't have that skill. His mind was not math.
Allan watched Danika in her latest experiment simulation. Simulations were not much he could contribute to. He needed to see, he couldn't exactly draw what he wanted to say and make it work for them, they needed the math. He chuckled at her last comment "So what does that make me?" he said stepping into the lab where everything felt clean and sterile and absolutely no fun at all.
"I only wish my mind thought like yours. I don't have the words." He stepped closer to her and put his arm around her shoulder. "Walk me through it like I'm five, cause in this instance I am. Be better yet, draw me a picture."
Their models and their equations were utterly useless to him. He needed to feel it to see it to do it. Marcus had models, he could form equations of everything, but Allan he couldn't. He didn't have that skill. His mind was not math.
Allan watched Danika in her latest experiment simulation. Simulations were not much he could contribute to. He needed to see, he couldn't exactly draw what he wanted to say and make it work for them, they needed the math. He chuckled at her last comment "So what does that make me?" he said stepping into the lab where everything felt clean and sterile and absolutely no fun at all.
"I only wish my mind thought like yours. I don't have the words." He stepped closer to her and put his arm around her shoulder. "Walk me through it like I'm five, cause in this instance I am. Be better yet, draw me a picture."