That, I can't say. But I didn't have many options to begin with.
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The best position you can be in is being protected by a Wing. Living in that corporation's Nest, or even better, working for them... but when that Wing's destroyed, all its feathers go with it. The stigma of working for a fallen Wing like that will follow you anywhere, and if anybody's willing to take you, groveling at their feet's the very least you can do.
I'm not an emotional person to begin with. What happens to me is a result of my actions, and I handle the consequences. None of it matters as long as I'm able to complete my research.
[strangely, somehow, he sounds like he's telling the truth? like the ills of human life really don't touch him]
Aside from being condemned to premature death? No.
On Arpéchéle, I served as their savior. Not many would dare to cross me, when their survival rests in my hands. Some might come to kill me and even succeed, but that still is a result of my choices.
[scien is a huge asshole but at least he's aware of it and knows what trouble he invites? does that count for something?]
Then I'll condense my questions into one series. You can choose what you want to answer and don't, and after that, I doubt I'll care enough to ask again.
[like ripping off a bandaid. scien can't say he's not curious, but it's not enough that he'll make someone intentionally suffer in a prolonged way for the sake of his own wondering]
What happened to your original arm? Did you have a say in what it was replaced with? How long ago did the alteration happen? Do you find it more or less useful than your original appendage?
Are there any side effects? Does it have any features besides the aesthetic, or does it function similarly to an insect? Do you have any interest in regaining your original limb?
Surgical replacement. No. 21 years ago. Less, unless we're talking about combat. None compared to other subjects. Pass. Yes, but it's not a possibility.
[but at least he doesn't any weird urge to take gregor and slice him open to understand his arm. he'd rather figure out his aging! probably still no slicing open though. maybe]
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The best position you can be in is being protected by a Wing. Living in that corporation's Nest, or even better, working for them... but when that Wing's destroyed, all its feathers go with it. The stigma of working for a fallen Wing like that will follow you anywhere, and if anybody's willing to take you, groveling at their feet's the very least you can do.
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[scien doesn't mind either way, he just would prefer specifics.]
Does this have to do with the message that the system wrote for you exposing your sad backstory?
[please be nice i'm begging]
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[a degree of 'can't', but also a side of 'won't'. that one's personal since they WON'T TELL US.
he takes the comment relatively in stride, though.]
And-- something like that, yeah. Didn't think it was that sad...
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It was a bit pathetic, but most of those posts were. [thank you scien you bitch] In the end, it only matters how you feel about it.
Unresolved trauma seems like a pain.
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[you good over there, buddy?]
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[strangely, somehow, he sounds like he's telling the truth? like the ills of human life really don't touch him]
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[hello? first of all, how. second of all... how.]
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On Arpéchéle, I served as their savior. Not many would dare to cross me, when their survival rests in my hands. Some might come to kill me and even succeed, but that still is a result of my choices.
[scien is a huge asshole but at least he's aware of it and knows what trouble he invites? does that count for something?]
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[it. counts for something?? at least? gregor isn't sure what it counts for, but he can at least appreciate being upfront with the mad scientist vibe.]
Guess at least you are doing something with your work, too.
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[a beat, like he's remembering something]
... well, it was, until recently I suppose.
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[a very awkward little gesture to scien's (lack of) arm.]
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Is this where I begin asking you uncomfortable questions about your arm?
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[why does he sound like he's about to laugh what an asshole]
Does it bother you when people ask?
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[it'd be impossible to Not have it brought up.]
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Then I'll condense my questions into one series. You can choose what you want to answer and don't, and after that, I doubt I'll care enough to ask again.
[like ripping off a bandaid. scien can't say he's not curious, but it's not enough that he'll make someone intentionally suffer in a prolonged way for the sake of his own wondering]
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[ask your mad scientist questions, scien.]
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he rattles them off with a pretty even curiosity]
What happened to your original arm? Did you have a say in what it was replaced with? How long ago did the alteration happen? Do you find it more or less useful than your original appendage?
Are there any side effects? Does it have any features besides the aesthetic, or does it function similarly to an insect? Do you have any interest in regaining your original limb?
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[MAN. he contemplates this, for a few moments.]
Surgical replacement. No. 21 years ago. Less, unless we're talking about combat. None compared to other subjects. Pass. Yes, but it's not a possibility.
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[but at least he doesn't any weird urge to take gregor and slice him open to understand his arm. he'd rather figure out his aging! probably still no slicing open though. maybe]
Why is it not a possibility?
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[he says with the full certainty of someone who has definitely tried.]
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Passing on that one too.
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No further questions.
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[this is a pretty acceptable amount of questions overall, actually.]
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