[Waver didn't answer for a moment, bringing his hand to his mouth in an expression of deep thought as green eyes wandered to the shelves. The question was considered with absolute care, because for a moment he honestly wasn't certain what the answer was. And as he carefully evaluated the question and weighed his own perspective, he realized the answer was like many things about the pair of them: twofold.]

I have been considering the possibility of a timeline such as that for a while now. Zelretch's magic is well beyond me, so I can only ever examine it in matters of the theoretical. As a mage, I think that I would want to know the truth of a matter that has been irritating me for that long. And I don't think such curiosity is wrong, even if that truth should be painful to hear or come to terms with.

[He wanted to know. He wanted so badly to understand where the path he was on might lead, and wanted to find a way to protect what little he had. Maybe somewhere in some timeline, the looming crisis of the Fifth War was averted, could be averted-]