An hour later I found the room I left Sci in to be drastically different. There were holoforms of planets, dangling decorations of planets hanging from the cieling, and the image of a chemical plastered on the wall with little inscribed words drawn underneath. I can tell this is being projected from some where as it sizzles briefly. The table is levitating above the floor with a rounded item underneath keeping it afloat. I put my hand under the table to the rounded part.

Safe to say I burned my hand.

"Ow," I said, taking my hand off the item. "This is strange magic."

"That is not magic, Uncle," Sci said. "That is science at work. Well, the Science I invented at least in the future."

I turn around to see Sci at a doorway across clipping his nails.

"You invented this, Sci?" I ask.

The look on Sci's face brightens.

"Why yes," Sci said, with a smug smile putting down the nail clipper. "I look young because of my little dabble in Science expanded my aging...Well, I age slower. Really slow."

I raise a brow.

"Give me an example," I said.

"Five thousand years from now I will look the same," Sci said. "10,000 years from now I will start getting gray hair. 10,000 years after that I will look the same with gray hair. 20,000 years from then I will be a old man."

"...And does this affect your partner?" I ask.

"Of course he is affected," Sci said. "He was there when I started dabbling in it as a teenager."

"He," I repeat, raising a brow.

"Yes," Sci said.

"That is new," I said, lowering my brow. "Anyway I have the busses,satelite, and the Tesseract ready."

Sci caught what my attention is on.

"Bothering you?" Sci said, pointing over to the chemical.

"Quite much," I said.

Sci presses a button and the chemical image is gone.