Although Mithos remained bright, he started at Genis intently while awaiting an answer. He didn't look as happy as Mithos would have expected, and again he suspected that Genis hadn't actually had the rest he really needed.
And as much as he was hoping for a more enthusiastic reponse, Mithos decided that it was enough for now. Genis would probably cheer up once he could get involved in the process and keep busy.
"Right," he nodded and led Genis out of the room. They didn't leave the research facility, though; instead, he brought Genis to an elevator that transported them several floors below, deeper into the facility. They emerged into a block with low light and drab gray walls, and faint sounds reached them here--sighing, murmuring, clanking, crying--and they passed an empty room sealed by metal bars.
They were the sounds of a prison.
A Desian guarding the area stood to attention and knew well enough not to make any comments or questions; Mithos barely deigned to look at him as he led Genis to the wing with occupied cells housing a number of human prisoners, a few selected from what remained of the ranch prisoners and most newly captured from either of the two worlds.
Mithos looked to Genis and, in a low voice, said, "These have been chosen for the experiments based on their compatibility. We'll choose one for the first trial for now. Would you like to pick?"
It may have been an innocent enough question if his voice hadn't been carrying a trace of malice and disdain for the prisoners.
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Date: 2016-01-05 07:59 pm (UTC)And as much as he was hoping for a more enthusiastic reponse, Mithos decided that it was enough for now. Genis would probably cheer up once he could get involved in the process and keep busy.
"Right," he nodded and led Genis out of the room. They didn't leave the research facility, though; instead, he brought Genis to an elevator that transported them several floors below, deeper into the facility. They emerged into a block with low light and drab gray walls, and faint sounds reached them here--sighing, murmuring, clanking, crying--and they passed an empty room sealed by metal bars.
They were the sounds of a prison.
A Desian guarding the area stood to attention and knew well enough not to make any comments or questions; Mithos barely deigned to look at him as he led Genis to the wing with occupied cells housing a number of human prisoners, a few selected from what remained of the ranch prisoners and most newly captured from either of the two worlds.
Mithos looked to Genis and, in a low voice, said, "These have been chosen for the experiments based on their compatibility. We'll choose one for the first trial for now. Would you like to pick?"
It may have been an innocent enough question if his voice hadn't been carrying a trace of malice and disdain for the prisoners.