"Does that mean that the primordial seed only becomes what it touches?" his eyebrows rose with piqued interest.
He conjured an opaque barrier of heaven with a breathing technique as he hid the substance from all interactions in the environment, warping the fabric of space, allowing it to float.
WHOOSH
The gust of air returned to its state of matter as the primordial seed.
"Interesting…" he murmured as the scientist in him grew curious. "So ordinary perception of it does not collapse the wave function, though more direct, interactive observation of it does collapse the quantum wave function of the primordial seed, and it ends up taking the form of whatever it's in contact with."
In that case, he was starting to have a better understanding of how the abyssfeeder functioned.