"You think differently then?"
Seemingly unbothered, she pushes the chair back, and twists around to face the Hungarian uma directly. The unnerving smile remains, and her body swells with tension, eager for something. An answer, perhaps.
"Do tell, then, what do you think?"
"Only if one's oblivious of their past life as something without awareness would think so."
Meanwhile, the Hungarian merely stares back with a stoic expression, unsurprised with what the other said.
She doesn't answer it directly, but turns to look at the Hungarian with a certain smile on her face, and a tiny sparkle of madness in her eyes.
"Aren't we all guinea pigs in this life and the pursuit of breaking our limits?"
"Let's say if someone were to lay unconscious in the middle of the grass, would you have them drink all sorts of questionable 'experiments' without them knowing?"
She won't be surprised if it's a yes.
"Most are tasteless. In order to slip them unnoticed into other people's drinks, naturally. I could add some flavor if you must. Sweet is best."
She absolute avoided the first question, and outed herself as a shady person without any shame or remorse. That's just the way she is.
"How can you be so sure of that?"
While the other would still be busy typing, the Hungarian decided to look through the room, potentially at the older experiments.
"How do they taste?"
"I'll convince her in the end."
She sounds so sure, too...
"Now, then, since you're here and not interested in the experimental medicine, then perhaps in any of my already finished experiments? I assure you, the secondary effects are very few and mild."
"Naturally so! But the best results will most definitely come from testing it on the person it was designed for first! Especially since..."
She falls silent, for a brief moment, and glances at her leg. But it's just a short moment.
"Unless you'd like giving it a go?"
new medicine... So, how should I make her take it? Perhaps wait until she's asleep to inject it straight into her calves!? Ahh, so many possibilities..."
"That's the end goal, but at the moment I'm merely gathering data from her past performances and inputting into this program to yield possible results! Once I have the necessary data to formulate a hypothesis, I can begin with the practical part! I wonder how she'll react to this
More than fair. The typing stops.
"... Well, can I help you with anything? As you see, I'm rather busy conducting a simulation that will yield fantastic results on the natural elasticity of Cafรฉ's leg muscles, and..."
Don't let her yap.