A Twisted (?) Idea.

[Mark Skarr]

"Handwavium? That's what you call it?" Rose nodded and leaned back against the park bench. "I see. And you want to know where it came from? That's easy: it's been here forever. It's dreams and wishes made manifest from the subconscious human mind. It's a neat little side effect of the laws by which your reality operates. Why can't you control it better? I can see that question forming, and, fortunately, it also has an easy, related, answer: it's the subconscious human mind, which you guys can't control. You can't control your own wishes and desires, so if you give them form and power, what makes you think you can control it any better than herding cats? Why can't you make useful weapons out of it? Very easy. You Homo Sapiens are a very social race, and, honestly, weapons are alien to you. You'd rather think or talk through your problems, and not kill each other. Oh, this is why I love your race: so many questions, so much potential. This Handwavium stuff is just further proof of that. Um, no. Keep it away from me. I don't want to get any of it on me. It's dangerous to people like me."