It's when Loki mentions that he's a liar and a trickster that the recognition finally settles on Emerick's face. He finally managed to place Loki as such, though it does not seem to shift his demeanor in any way in particular. He still wasn't sure he really believed the man who was calling himself Loki, and even if he did and it was the case that this was the honest-to-god Loki of myth? Well, he seemed just as lost and confused as Emerick was, so what did the powers of a god really mean in this landscape? Not that he shouldn't be respectful, but Emerick did his best to be respectful and deferential by default.
"A liar and a trickster would make you Loki? Right?" He mostly wanted confirmation just so that he had a name - he would sort out his feelings about the whole god thing later. (Along with all of the other things he decided he would sort out later. It was a growing list.) "My name is Emerick."
Emerick considered the question. He wondered what on earth Loki would consider a catastrophic event, though the mention of eternal winter started to give him some insight into what may be.
"No eternal winter. People really just fucked everything up. In the 90s there was a social, political, and economic breakdown that led, of course, to war. Once war struck it was hard to mitigate the plagues that came, and what they mutated into. Terrorists got ahold of warheads and started dropping those, and that led to ecological collapse." Emerick shifted his weight from one foot to another uncomfortably, shoving his hands into his pockets as he looked down at his shoes. "Corporations took over the government in a more or less hostile takeover and started to run the show. Everything became commodities. Plants that were engineered to live in the present could easily be mass-produced and planted," he looked back up to Loki, "but why bother when they can sell them to some rich guy for a couple hundred a piece?"
Emerick was quiet as considered the idea that perhaps whoever set this up could figure out plants but couldn't figure out animals and there was something to that, maybe. Emerick could only assume that plants were easier to figure out. Plant them in the right kind of soil, and give them the right amount of water? Should be good - animals were a whole other issue, and Emerick assumed that they probably had a more complex ecology. "Maybe," he responded softly, still in thought. "I really don't know."
As for Loki's frustration, Emerick felt very much the same. He was frustrated that everything he'd thought of and heard was plausible, he was frustrated that there was not enough information to confirm or deny anything. "Yeah, everyone I've talked to that has had a theory has had one that could account for all of this," he said as he motioned vaguely around them with one hand. "I don't think I've been able to stop thinking about each possibility since they've entered my head, and as much as I try to poke holes in them, it's hard to do so without additional information." Which brought them right back to where they had just been: acknowledging the complete lack of context of everything going on.
"The only new information I have at this point is that you're the first person I've talked to who's not human, and I'm not sure if that's actually relevant or if it's just a side effect of random sampling."
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"A liar and a trickster would make you Loki? Right?" He mostly wanted confirmation just so that he had a name - he would sort out his feelings about the whole god thing later. (Along with all of the other things he decided he would sort out later. It was a growing list.) "My name is Emerick."
Emerick considered the question. He wondered what on earth Loki would consider a catastrophic event, though the mention of eternal winter started to give him some insight into what may be.
"No eternal winter. People really just fucked everything up. In the 90s there was a social, political, and economic breakdown that led, of course, to war. Once war struck it was hard to mitigate the plagues that came, and what they mutated into. Terrorists got ahold of warheads and started dropping those, and that led to ecological collapse." Emerick shifted his weight from one foot to another uncomfortably, shoving his hands into his pockets as he looked down at his shoes. "Corporations took over the government in a more or less hostile takeover and started to run the show. Everything became commodities. Plants that were engineered to live in the present could easily be mass-produced and planted," he looked back up to Loki, "but why bother when they can sell them to some rich guy for a couple hundred a piece?"
Emerick was quiet as considered the idea that perhaps whoever set this up could figure out plants but couldn't figure out animals and there was something to that, maybe. Emerick could only assume that plants were easier to figure out. Plant them in the right kind of soil, and give them the right amount of water? Should be good - animals were a whole other issue, and Emerick assumed that they probably had a more complex ecology. "Maybe," he responded softly, still in thought. "I really don't know."
As for Loki's frustration, Emerick felt very much the same. He was frustrated that everything he'd thought of and heard was plausible, he was frustrated that there was not enough information to confirm or deny anything. "Yeah, everyone I've talked to that has had a theory has had one that could account for all of this," he said as he motioned vaguely around them with one hand. "I don't think I've been able to stop thinking about each possibility since they've entered my head, and as much as I try to poke holes in them, it's hard to do so without additional information." Which brought them right back to where they had just been: acknowledging the complete lack of context of everything going on.
"The only new information I have at this point is that you're the first person I've talked to who's not human, and I'm not sure if that's actually relevant or if it's just a side effect of random sampling."