Gideon has never heard of multiple universe theory, but she is a surprisingly voracious reader of all things smutty - and between the blood and boobs and bombshells, there's also a place for a certain type of writer given to philosophical musings, asking the important age-old questions like "who tops when fucking your own clone?" and "what if you invented time travel entirely and exclusively so you could go back forty years and prevent a massacre while also banging your geriatric necromancer while her ass was still immaculate?".

Which means that once Pal puts it simply, Gideon gets it, because it's a plot that shows up a lot. She sticks her spoon in her ice cream and stirs it. "Yeah. It's like 'Guns of the Fifth'. Pentadies gets blasted into another universe where his necromancer didn't die and they spend the whole time trying to get back to the world he came from, except every time they try, they end up further and further out until they end up in a world where the Nine Houses don't exist and nobody remembers how to eat an ass, so they spend the rest of the story having orgies."