[Davesprite sits up straighter as he takes in the span of what Strange's questions imply about how much he understood. He doesn't say it, but this, he feels, is why he was the time player.]

No, man. Didn't you hear me say stable time loop just now? The ectobiology is how we got made. We went back to the past, our guardians and us, to be the people who eventually grew up into whoever we were at the moment John hit all the buttons to make us. So no, you're not talking to John Keats' distant grandson or something like that. The machine tried to summon the past versions of our guardians, which it then created with the slime it got from failing.