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[mathemagier]

[Screened calls go straight to voicemail, where an impatient recording answers]

You've reached Dr. Hermann Gottlieb. Leave your name, number, and business if you expect a return call. Thank you.

Comments

[mathemagier]

No, but further than building a larger power suppressor or a custom tracking device, your transformation is very biological in nature and I am not a biologist as you well know.

[driftsintobuffetline]

I'm the only biologist present at this experiment, let's be clear right off. Miles, Qubit, Kang...none of them bring anything useful to the table from a biological studies standpoint.

You are here because, as much as I like Qubit, Kang and that dork Miles, I trust YOU. Do I trust you to port me into the Sun? Not really, but I trust you to have my back when I'm vulnerable, to ask the important questions, to look at this from the perspective of a man who HAS seen a Kaiju and because I'm scared, Hermann, and you're the guy who has been there for five of the toughest years ever, the guy who I want with me forever. You're the person I'm taking home my data and ideas to. You keep me grounded. You saved me from the Kaiju once before.

Hermann. Babe.

Stand there and look pretty and you're already the most valuable member of this team.

[mathemagier]

Possibly ascribing a bit too much importance on all of that, but of course I will be there. That was never up for debate.

And no one's porting you into the sun.

[driftsintobuffetline]

Wear something sexy.

Oh please, like you haven't wanted to port me to the sun on multiple occasions.

[mathemagier]

Not as much lately.

And I'm not dressing up for your experiment.

[driftsintobuffetline]

But baaaaaaaabe! Give a guy a reason to come back to humanity.