Harrison wasn't quite sure what to expect when revealing that little tidbit, but it certainly wasn't what he got. Surprise, yes, but not shock. Not confusion or disbelief. Nothing that usually came with a reveal like his true identity. He was finding himself curious about this young man, a dangerous thing for a scientist to be.
"My name, my actual name, doesn't matter. Because from your perspective, I haven't been born yet. My parents haven't even been born yet. Not even my grandparents. So it's not a name you could possibly know. So yes. Gabe. You might as well go on calling me Wells for the very small remainder of your life. Because that is the only reason I'm telling you any of this. Not that I'd ever trust you with it, but that you won't live long enough to tell anyone what you've learned."
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"My name, my actual name, doesn't matter. Because from your perspective, I haven't been born yet. My parents haven't even been born yet. Not even my grandparents. So it's not a name you could possibly know. So yes. Gabe. You might as well go on calling me Wells for the very small remainder of your life. Because that is the only reason I'm telling you any of this. Not that I'd ever trust you with it, but that you won't live long enough to tell anyone what you've learned."