Askari. Interesting sound; name meanings weren't really her area of expertise, unless they were the names of paranormal creatures or were connected to mythology somehow, or something similarly old and often obscure. She'd encountered a lot of information along those lines in the early days of trying to figure out just what was going on with her.
She barely noticed the change in his manner, occupied with listening to the explanation; she found herself nodding. It wasn't quite the explanation she'd come up with, and it was definitely more cynical than she'd expected, but it certainly worked. Well, mostly. "But then I'd have to go back to what you said before--why not just destroy it? It seems like a much better way of protecting a secret than by moving the stone through time, which I think would take a lot more work. So whoever it was must have had a compelling reason to keep it intact." She didn't suggest any of the reasons she could think of; they all involved something about heirs or proving oneself worthy, and were therefore rubbish. Nobody that horrified by the idea of sharing power would want to pass the stone on to somebody else. Unless they were...
Hmm. Forced reincarnation. It was a theory, anyway, but she probably shouldn't say anything until she'd thought it through more. From what she understood--admittedly fairly accurate, since it was mostly information she'd been given by those who'd experienced it--it was often hard to be motivated to get yourself born again, and harder still to hold onto your memories. He'd have to leave some kind of cryptic instructions for himself...
Of course, her theory was more along the lines of "No one should have this kind of power!" and someone who found the stone piling safeguard after safeguard on it to keep it from being used again. But she had a feeling that Askari would laugh if she suggested that.