Here's a boy, no older than nineteen, quietly sipping from a mug in an interdimensional bar. There is a rather large rather ponty-eared panther lying next to him, purring softly as the boy scratches its head. Floating in front of his face is a book, which he is absently reading. Given that he didn't walk in from the door, it can be presumed he is probably a tenant who came here from one of the rooms upstairs at some point.
"Yes, thank you. And there is worth in... expecting something good like meeting more versions of us."
"Many things. They are gryphons, and have anime hair. And I mentioned this to your brother but not you—they don't have a Thomas."
"Well, that is two strikes against the anime-gryphon non-triplets. The four of them will be so jealous of the six of us when we get together."
He smiles a bit. "Somehow I have a hard time imagining 'jealousy' will be the dominant emotion."
"You can deduce that by just how many universes Milliways has access to. But are you like, directly aware of them or something?"
"Aw, now I feel bad about the gryphon twins. They can't get the awesomeness of me. Unless I come in younger brother?"
"I don't know enough about that. Clairvoyance is not anywhere near as clear as that."
He shakes his head. "But... I always come with... him. It seems to change who exactly he is, in my past life he was a teacher and master, my other self has him as a father—Kaede and your Sadde do, too—I in particular don't have a him but that's because I have all my memories. He's—important to mes, somehow."
Nod. Katur hopes other versions of himself don't have his father or his older brother. "Should we be worried for your version of Sadde?"
"...I'm not sure worrying will help any. Their youth was only slightly worse than your Sadde's, and much, much better than Kaede's or mine."