He nods briefly, knitting together smaller cracks with magic with one side of his body, it looked like tentacles and dragon claws, sealing it if possible.

He studied some of the patchwork and cast a few runes in the direction of them.

"Well, some timelines will be shorter. Better than them ending entirely." In a non-linear kind of thinking.

One tentacle waved in the wind, and he grabbed his wrist to control it.

"That's mainly a temporary fix, it also ought to be done on the other side."
He wondered if his crystalline prison was still there. It wasn't large, and could have been eaten by temporal energy.