It’s all out of your hands now. Everything leading up to this moment you’d been an integral part of, alongside Twilight. Your initial designs, your tech, the progress of which had been under your direction, using your knowledge. The very idea was a slice of home, that you could make a construct of copper and steel instead of crystal and magic. Two of the three major parts of the brain were duplicated from the one significant piece of your world you had left to yourself, but you’d done all you could.