“It’s amazing if you think about it in those terms.” The helm he wore nodded in accordance to human rules, as though it were not some clunky piece the fleshy body inside wore, but an actual extension of the self. Speaking of the impossible, the voice that spoke was rather young and someone of such a fresh age should certainly not be able to wield such massive armor as easily as he did. Maybe that was why it appeared he related so much to the theory he posed. Who might have thought such a large figure would find common ground with a tiny fat bee.
“Bees have great strength and endurance when physics might dream to act against them. So you have to think, hey, if a bee can do it, I certainly can.” Bees gave no cares, so they really shouldn’t either. The only thing that held them back was the limitations of their dreams. .... did that make sense? He read that somewhere in a book. But he definitely may have gotten the words mixed up a little bit.
Another unusual idea about a huge knight.
“Hmmm.” She asked him a legitimate question, one he had to pause to consider.
“Yeah.” He finally admitted. “Pretty much. When you have as much time as I do, you have to fill the void with something or other. Or who knows what could happen! Sometimes I imagine scary things. Like... what if the earth stopped spinning? Would we be flung from her surface into outer space? Or would we just be squashed, because, you know, gravity probably doesn’t want to let go of her prizes either. It can be pretty stubborn. I know.” He would. His size would be indicative of many battles with gravity over the years.