When it comes to Alice, Nyer wasn't quite sure of the feelings in his heart.
Did he feel proud like a parent seeing their child do well? Did he feel joy? Or perhaps was this feeling better known as fulfilment?
For someone who had lived as long as he had, the workings of the heart still escaped his grasp.
He understood the function. Certainly.
But these... emotions eluded him.
Though what he could say for certain was that, in this moment, he was feeling intrigue and satisfaction.
He was satisfied with how far Alice had come. Satisfied with the hands-off experiment that he had committed to seeing through to the end.
Not only that, but he was intrigued by just how much could change from such a small adjustment.
After all, the only variable that changed when it came to the 'method' of the experiments leading up to the creation of a suitable vessel was his own involvement.
