What an interesting assessment she had of him. From how she made it sound, he appeared dangerous to those around him, but he wasn't aware of this reputation, nor did he really care if he was being honest. Because the truth was, he could be very dangerous should the need arise. It just wasn't a color he readily wore like the rest of his compatriots.

"So I'm guessing that the rabble around here among others view me as some sort of mad scientist?" He frowned letting his lips continue to stay in that hard line. His eyes narrowing a bit at her, but it wasn't worth pursuing. Let them think what they wanted of him. He garnered results, and that was all that mattered in the end. "I'll make you a deal....When you're worthy I'll let you peer into the rest of my mind at your leisure...." It was obvious this was a sensitive topic to him.

Any walls that might have been down between the two of them were erected right up putting distance between the two of them. A defense mechanism, the thought of a stray thought being seen by her. The thought of his nightmare somehow appearing once again, he didn't like it.

"You'll find that I am a man of my word...." There was a coolness to his voice, that bordered on icy. She was persistent in her desire to see into his mind, and he admired her tenacity. However Amor didn't know exactly how that machine worked, it was out of his expertise. But it would be obvious that he didn't relish the thought of giving anyone access to his thoughts outside of what was verbally spoken. "You have permission to view the nightmare data....And when I deem you worthy....We'll talk about the rest." The walls grew thicker.

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He thought back to their talk after their excursions....

He clenched his jaw a bit defiance woven into every fiber of his being.

"Stay...." Is all he spoke to her, and he motioned with a tilt of his head for her to follow him. His walls were up still, it was nothing against her, just the discussion of what was inside of him....Always put him in a mood like this. Still if she followed, he would lead her through a doorway into what looked like a kitchen of some sort. There was a large standing cabinet, and he opened it to her. "I was promised....After prodding, and questioning....A social setting with drinks...." He reminded her simply, and inside the standing pantry was every flavor of tea that Galar had to offer. One box of each, and they were neatly organized.

There were some exotic flavors that were incredibly difficult to get ahold of as well.

"And I have all this tea....I would like some company to ease my nerves...." A small hint of a smile curved at the edges of his lips. "Or would you really leave all of this untasted....That would be incredibly un-galarian of you...."

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He looked her over as she picked from the wide assortment of teas, and when she picked a simple black tea it only caused his curiosity to grow.

"Perhaps....Or maybe I'm waiting for you to prove that you're not a caricature...." He said back to her amused. "So far....I remain unconvinced Ameena...." His amusement growing a bit more before he took a leaned against the countertop to watch her brew the tea, and give her lecture on why bitter was often better. Speaking that dark chocolate is superior. What an appropriate statement for the setting they were in.

"You'll find that I have quite the sweet tooth Ameena....So I appreciate dark chocolate as well...." Though despite having such sweets nearby, his eyes weren't on them instead his gaze lingered on her for a split second longer than necessary before he moved to open the cupboard, and she would find it stocked with chocolates, and lemon flavored delicacies. It was just as he stated, he did have a sweet tooth, and he pulled down two bars, one for each of them, and set them down on the nearby table.

"I won't require cream or sugar....If I'm having a galarian prepare it for me, it'd be a waste to not drink it how it's suppose to be drank....I'd be a poor man to turn down such wonderful hospitality...." He spoke leaning back against the countertop watching how she prepared the tea with genuine interest.

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Her question was a reasonable one.

"I train very hard everyday....You're welcome to join me to see....Though I don't think it'd be your cup of tea....Pardon the pun...." He expressed to her with a smile, though she had never seen him without his suit on, nor would she ever more than likely. He could count on one hand the number of people who had seen what was underneath. "If I choose to indulge then I work twice as hard....That is the only way...." He said to her with an easy smile, and so he took a sip of the tea when it was prepared, and the bitterness didn't bother him in the slightest. In fact he nodded in approval at it, and broke off a piece of chocolate to chase it down with.

"You know your way around a kettle...." He frowned a bit, part of him wanted to apologize for how he had snapped earlier. Part of him felt justified. "Tell me about your research....How does it work? I'm only familiar with the stuff that manifests things randomly....Is yours more targeted?" He took another sip, stubbornly refusing to apologize for the moment, and instead hiding behind wanting to know more about her line of work. He understood parts of it thanks to Lulu Flint, but it was vague, and he always got the feeling she didn't like him so he didn't press her to hard.

Ameena was different they had known each other a short time, compared to the others he knew, but they had accomplished much together in a short time. The proof was in the Poipole that he was currently raising. They had also talked at length more than a few times. It was strange that he found himself spending so much time with another person so often, but she wasn't afraid to approach him at the very least, and he respected that.

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"It seems you share the same hypothesis that I do....Your research will be valuable then...." Because for his own ambitions he needed the ability to traverse those dimensions, he needed that ability, and so far the Dream World was the best chance of accomplishing it. So he sipped his tea, and took another bite of his chocolate. She couldn't target the dreams that she wanted to see, which is what made her desire to experiment on him troubling. There were things he preferred no one to know....Things that weren't any of their business, and while he could keep stray thoughts from happening in his waking hours, that didn't mean the discipline extended to when he was asleep.

"I'd like to see your research in action....When you find a willing subject invite me." Was all he said as took another long sip of his tea almost draining the cup, before standing up. "I should get back to work....Breakthroughs don't create themselves...." Not only that but he wanted to nap, his Regidrago wounds still ached, and he felt he had indulged her enough. She could invite him to observe the process, or not, but he would not allow her into his head yet.

"You're free to stick around as long as you don't impede my work....Otherwise I can see you out...." Walking back into the main part of his lab he began to look over the core of the machine that he had destroyed trying to summon his titan....He was thankful howard slayte was able to salvage it at the very least he could rebuild it easily enough.

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