"No way to prove them yet. You never know. Sometimes things add up later on. They could slip up eventually." Bruce wasn't inherently optimistic. He was the opposite. But he knew first hand that scientists were fallible. Whoever was in charge did have greater powers, yes, but they were still manipulating life forms for some kind of reasons. Which meant they were sentient, which meant they were fallible. "Or not. Either way, it's good to try and keep on top of what details or theories we have as we go."

He needed two dozen notebooks. And a chalkboard. Also a computer, but the other two seemed more likely.

"I don't either, yet, but we'll put our heads together and think of something. At the least we can focus on what happens each time, and get ready for it. What kind of weather conditions are we talking about?" Because that was a task that wasn't so difficult to focus on. Terrible weather meant that the shelters had to be fortified and supplies had to be counted and stored in case of something new happening.