[The drug use masks the fact that this young adult is still brilliant - still a lover of the sciences, still a genius of a sort... but what good is genius if it stagnates, if it never gets put to use?
Robert steps a bit further, moving slowly away so that the next set of mirrors come into play, showing a familiar figure from the last time he was in here. Quite specifically, a little human boy, scarcely older than nine or ten, hunched almost defensively over a nanocomputer console.
It makes him bite his lip gently.]
... I always... wonder, now, how... h-how I would have turned out if I had friends like I do now... back then.
[The pre-teen Robert blinks curiously over at the similarly young figure of Don, hesitating a moment mid-obsessive typing.]
[Action]
Robert steps a bit further, moving slowly away so that the next set of mirrors come into play, showing a familiar figure from the last time he was in here. Quite specifically, a little human boy, scarcely older than nine or ten, hunched almost defensively over a nanocomputer console.
It makes him bite his lip gently.]
... I always... wonder, now, how... h-how I would have turned out if I had friends like I do now... back then.
[The pre-teen Robert blinks curiously over at the similarly young figure of Don, hesitating a moment mid-obsessive typing.]