Palamedes practically beams in response to the question. Naturally, the young scholar believes in the ethics of building a better world--believes it wildly and deeply--but he is still a product of an upbringing in which debating finer points of necromancy was more common than discussing the morality of what they did. Compared to all the earth-shattering issues swarming his mind, explaining his theory behind a seemingly impossible theorem feels like child's play.
"I never said it didn't," he answers cheerfully. "If I'm entirely honest, we may never know for sure if Gideon's soul remained intact thanks to that stupid," yes, he said it, "attempt at brain surgery, or some underlying tendency of the theorem. Gideon's story proves that the power of the lyctoral well may be available without a dead cavalier to fuel it, but, unfortunately, not how. And it's not like we can run a double-blind study." He makes a face, able to imagine a couple of scholars who would be happy to do just that, even if their proposals never made it through review.
"Though I hate to admit it, the lobotomy may have helped. Leave it to Harrow to discover the most ham-fisted way of doing something brilliant. But--" and now he picks up his notebook from his desk and brandishes it. The top is labeled GIDEON PRIME // PYRRHA DVE, followed by a page full of half written, quickly abandoned theorems. "Our Ninth House friends are not the only ones to have found themselves in such circumstances."
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"I never said it didn't," he answers cheerfully. "If I'm entirely honest, we may never know for sure if Gideon's soul remained intact thanks to that stupid," yes, he said it, "attempt at brain surgery, or some underlying tendency of the theorem. Gideon's story proves that the power of the lyctoral well may be available without a dead cavalier to fuel it, but, unfortunately, not how. And it's not like we can run a double-blind study." He makes a face, able to imagine a couple of scholars who would be happy to do just that, even if their proposals never made it through review.
"Though I hate to admit it, the lobotomy may have helped. Leave it to Harrow to discover the most ham-fisted way of doing something brilliant. But--" and now he picks up his notebook from his desk and brandishes it. The top is labeled GIDEON PRIME // PYRRHA DVE, followed by a page full of half written, quickly abandoned theorems. "Our Ninth House friends are not the only ones to have found themselves in such circumstances."