"You have? Well you did say you were a guy of time too, what's that mean exactly anyhow. It'd be stupid to say oh you must have been like me then but that's only game related so fucking impossible." A slight shrug, bu the general curiosity is still there. He wants to know exactly what he means but not trying to look or sound so into it.. not so much at least.

A pause at first, not that he's hesitate to say. It's not all too important for others to know and what are the chances of going back ever? It's not top secret anyways and maybe it'll help to test the limit of his memory. "A shame all knowledge brought with prototyping seems gone for now, but I can tell you the basics. Game construct provided in the game just come as a glowy ball like some god damn fairy, by 'prototyping' an object it takes form of it and becomes like some guide to help you along. Shenanigans went and mine got stuck with a crow with a sword through it, that's prototype one and then I prototyped myself with it and became some feathery ass genie. Which I'd be but looks like someone gave me legs so." Another shrug, wings ruffling a little up.