Jayden raised a brow. "An oracle?" he murmured. "Like the oracle of Delphi? That kind of oracle?"
Ava nodded slowly, her gaze drifting to the horizon where the pale aurora flickered faintly across the clouds. "Yeah. He sees fragments, not certainties. Possibilities branching out like veins of lightning. Each one a path, a 'maybe'," she explained. "And he can only act on what's most likely to happen. Not what will happen."
Jayden's jaw tightened. "So, he saw what might happen to my family... and just let it happen?"
Ava's eyes softened. "No, Jayden. He saw thousands of possible outcomes. Saving your mother might've doomed ten others. He makes choices... impossible ones," she said. "He's not a god that can just save everything."
Jayden's breath steamed into the cold, trembling just slightly. "That's easy for him to say. He didn't lose everything."
Ava stared at him quietly for a moment. "You think he didn't?" she murmured. "You have no idea how much blood sits on his conscience."
