The laboratory was cold, and of course it made things more comfortable to do it there. Cyn was cleaning himself inside the lab while listening to several bursts of laughter coming from the Scar.
In an irritated tone, "You're truly unbearable! Half an hour has passed already! Just shut up—I didn't even know scars could laugh! Where do I even turn you off?!"
The Scar replied in an amused voice, "But~ hahaha, but who would have expected you to actually do it yourself! Really—ahahaha!"
Cyn argued back, "It doesn't matter! Doing it in the lab is the same as doing it outside or anywhere else. I was awake, it was my choice, and besides, I'm a man—there's nothing to be ashamed of!"
The Scar objected, "But! Even if you say that, it still—"
Cyn cut it off, "Just shut up and leave me alone! We have other things to worry about! Why am I feeling scar energy? Didn't you say I'm just a tool for energy to take shape in reality, and that I have no way to sense or use it?!"
