"No, my dear." Rose said with a sly smile. "All genius contains within it a modicum of insanity. Some people's modicums are simply larger than others. And it is no alergy, simply a public safety warning. Imagine, if you can, how dangerous your Handwavium would be, should someone with complete control over it should interact with it. You've seen that psychopaths have better control than you happy-go-lucky Fen. It's their focus and determination, not a lack of imagination. Imagine someone with complete control over their mind and body interacting with it. Someone who can feel the turn of the universe, to turn a phrase. No, dear, I do not interact with reality-altering substances lightly. But, already, I say too much. I like to hear my own voice, as Simon would say. I have an appointment in Las Vegas. Matter of saving the world. Be safe."
With a gentle bow and smile, Rose turned and walked into the cafe. She did not come out.
With a gentle bow and smile, Rose turned and walked into the cafe. She did not come out.