[ Without hesitation, he confirms his prior statement. There is a lack of dishonesty to this man, who speaks elegantly but with a brutal directness, as if there is no room to hesitate or waver from the truth. Silco would, doubtlessly, be an excellent politician. He is, however, a man of business — as he, himself, declared. If only everyone were afforded every opportunity to become what they desired to, the world would be filled not with broken dreams, but the passions of people pursuing their greatest desires. Not to say that every passionate person was the proper fit for a role, though. Why, some were simply not smart enough for their work.
And then, there were men like Bondrewd. Men who ensured they were perfect for the role. ]
I present myself to you as a candidate for sponsorship, if you would like the formality of it. I am willing to subject myself to any test you see fit, if you would like to ensure that we are compatible.
[ He does not shy away from Silco's mention of subject, nor the idea that some pursuits require the use of human bodies. Of human minds and emotions, of the ability to listen to their reactions and thoughts as they bear the brute force of scientific progress. In silence, he proves he does not have any capacity to care for such a blatant disregard of innate dignity, a display of sheer unethical behavior.
He does, however, state warmly ( as warmly as he is capable of ): ] That is excellent to hear. Should my research come to require such resources, I will make fine use of them. It did in the world that I came from, most regrettably, though I will exhaust every scientific avenue beforehand. I do not like to waste, if I do not have to.
[ It is not that he cares, no. He simply prefers to stick to the precision required of the scientific method. Question, research, hypothesis, experiment, data, conclude. On, and on, relentlessly. ]
Why, as a Shard-bearer, I may be best suited for testing upon. The Abyss no longer recognized me as a human, but this is a world where 'human' appears to be among the myriad of unique species and origins. Wonderful, this is beyond wonderful. I have so many things to do.
no subject
[ Without hesitation, he confirms his prior statement. There is a lack of dishonesty to this man, who speaks elegantly but with a brutal directness, as if there is no room to hesitate or waver from the truth. Silco would, doubtlessly, be an excellent politician. He is, however, a man of business — as he, himself, declared. If only everyone were afforded every opportunity to become what they desired to, the world would be filled not with broken dreams, but the passions of people pursuing their greatest desires. Not to say that every passionate person was the proper fit for a role, though. Why, some were simply not smart enough for their work.
And then, there were men like Bondrewd. Men who ensured they were perfect for the role. ]
I present myself to you as a candidate for sponsorship, if you would like the formality of it. I am willing to subject myself to any test you see fit, if you would like to ensure that we are compatible.
[ He does not shy away from Silco's mention of subject, nor the idea that some pursuits require the use of human bodies. Of human minds and emotions, of the ability to listen to their reactions and thoughts as they bear the brute force of scientific progress. In silence, he proves he does not have any capacity to care for such a blatant disregard of innate dignity, a display of sheer unethical behavior.
He does, however, state warmly ( as warmly as he is capable of ): ] That is excellent to hear. Should my research come to require such resources, I will make fine use of them. It did in the world that I came from, most regrettably, though I will exhaust every scientific avenue beforehand. I do not like to waste, if I do not have to.
[ It is not that he cares, no. He simply prefers to stick to the precision required of the scientific method. Question, research, hypothesis, experiment, data, conclude. On, and on, relentlessly. ]
Why, as a Shard-bearer, I may be best suited for testing upon. The Abyss no longer recognized me as a human, but this is a world where 'human' appears to be among the myriad of unique species and origins. Wonderful, this is beyond wonderful. I have so many things to do.