You give me too much credit, I think. But yes. Lucky. I'd say that was the case, if I believed in it. Which I don't.

[ Locus arches an eyebrow, folding his arms over his chest. ]

But the opportunity arrived when we needed it. A series of opportunities. You could have avoided taking the job, or getting involved. I could have hired someone else. Our choices brought us here. That nothing has gone wrong yet doesn't signify anything, save that we don't make habit of wasting opportunities when they come.