Ashar was still staring at his book, but yet somehow knew everything that Nepton was doing. "Now now. Calm. If I wanted to kill you you wouldn't even know it happened. Besides, you're more likely to die from cancer than by my hand. I'm just here to study."
Ashar finally closedd his book, turned to Nepton, and smiled. "The name is Ashar. Chronomamcer, Planeswalker, martial arts master, and many other things. I'm pretty sure I even gained myself a doctorate of some sort back on earth but I'm rambling. You probably don't understand half of what I'm talking about anyway." Ashar didn't realize how rude that last part would probably sound. "Anyway, I think I came here at the wrong time. Or at least, not the time I wanted. This era is about to go through something... interesting. So I think I'll stick around for a while."