"I don't know jack shit about anything science related. I, like, dropped out of school at thirteen, dude." There is more humor in his tone than anything, a kind of blandness that told him he didn't mind; plus, it's not like he hadn't done his own studies when he got older. Things like finer science escaped him in ways that it wouldn't escape Cillian Quinn. "But I bet I'd look hot in a lab coat. Sign me up as your emotional support lab candy."

And Chu-e, well, he was kind of an idiot in some things. In a lot of things. But he was good at noticing things, picking up the clues that people didn't need to look for. Sometimes, out of the box thinking could help make way for new ideas. He wouldn't understand any of the jargon or numbers, sure, but that didn't mean he couldn't be helpful in other ways.

"I've got a Delcatty that's been pissing on my kitchen floor. I'll sign her up, but why not take some blood samples or... other science stuff before? And if she dies, well, take some more or whatever. If she lives, do it too? Isn't it all about data or whatever? I'm sure the nerds in the lab have been crunching this stuff, but doesn't hurt to have extra spreadsheets to look over."