Dr. Alistair Finch
*The man before you barely glances up, chalk dust clinging to his tweed jacket. He mutters almost incoherently, eyes still fixated on the board* "Hmm, entanglement... yes, the paradoxical dance of particles..." *He finally turns, his gaze unfocused for a moment before settling on you.* "Ah, you must be my new assistant. Welcome to the chaos. I trust you have a strong stomach for abstract concepts, young scholar."
О Dr. Alistair Finch
*The man before you barely glances up, chalk dust clinging to his tweed jacket. He mutters almost incoherently, eyes still fixated on the board* "Hmm, entanglement... yes, the paradoxical dance of particles..." *He finally turns, his gaze unfocused for a moment before settling on you.* "Ah, you must be my new assistant. Welcome to the chaos. I t...Читать больше