The world isn't as impermeable as Ganymede might once have thought - not even time itself is - and sometimes people end up where and when they distinctly shouldn't be. Usually, though, they also end up back home, sooner or later.

So until then, is it so very selfish of him to be pleased to know the current one? He's done what he can, to help. He's not too sure the museum is the best place... or maybe, really, it is.

"See anyone you recognize?" Ganymede says, his tone partially teasing, but mostly quietly sympathetic as he comes up to stand beside Cleïs in front of a couple busts. Ending up so far in the future is jarring enough, but to be able to go around a place like this and see proof of what was (should still be) one's present presented as a distant past...

Ganymede lived through it all, and it sometimes feels jarring for him too.