[ Matt can't help feeling a bit protective over Flat. Sure, he's felt both ruffled and unbalanced by him on multiple occasions (including within the past minute), but Flat's not doing any harm. He's just curious. ]

Savants, [ he says to Aetos-now-Victor, in a pleasant, what can you do tone. His nose wrinkles. ] Although if we're all properly the products of every Aspect, maybe that doesn't mean much.

I don't think there's much in there that's immediately relevant, past what I've already shared, [ he adds, as they proceed into the lab. His attention is caught by the surgical tools, obviously, with a brief gut-plunge of what did I sign up for, but drawn after that to the pillar of gleaming teal.

So this is where you'd steal stuff from, if you were to try and steal. ]