"Mm. I think evidence strongly suggests that 'can't go back' kind of isn't true. Otherwise, Noctis wouldn't exist."

Among other very, very obvious signs, but let's go with this one.

"And when I was given a brief run-down of the options, I did wonder what it would be like if I were to pick... dancer. Something entirely out of the set of abilities I have, back home."

Small shrug. "Just a thought."

Regis understands caution. He understands dread.

But he doesn't understand fear, not really. Perhaps because all the truly bad things that loom in his future are not possibilities. They've always been certainties, after all.