This is not Idaia's closet.
It's something weird.
That could be either a really good thing or a really bad thing.
She probably wasn't going to succeed at what she needed to succeed at anyway; worth the gamble.
She steps inside.
"Carefully. Some of the people in Materia are dragons or gods or whatever."
"And I don't think I'll have children but if I do they'll be safe and okay."
"I'm going to be too busy and I can just go find dimensions where I did!"
"He's also very sad but he can fix it by working hard and inventing better things and eventually he'll be okay."
"Stupid evil everything. I wish I were smart enough. I should have been smart enough. I don't know why I wasn't smart enough."
"If I'd been smarter I'd have been epic by then and could have killed a god. Even with our slow magic."
"Are you sure? It's pretty slow and I'm not sure how even in principle you'd kill a Vala with it, and there wasn't much warning he had that he'd want to kill one."
"Him and what hints? Intelligence lets you guess things with fewer clues but not no clues, and the fewer you have to work with the more things they might mean."
"Don't know. But it's even worse if there's nothing they could possibly have done..."