Can we find each other?

One week has passed since the last Angel attack. Everything was relatively quiet. Dr. Mondschein was sitting in his office, looking over some old projects. With the last Angel arriving soon, he needs to start planning for afterwards. Hell, what's he going to do about that Magic project?
"… Dr. Mondschein?"
He looked up from the plans to see a hologram of a girl with short, black hair standing in front of his desk.
"I'm going to go out on a limb and say you're… Unit-14? And Quatre is letting you use his Hologram projector?"
"Yes."
"Right. What can I do for you?"
"I was talking to Adam recently and he mentioned that you offered to build a robotic body for me."
"He wants to do it now?"
"In his words? Of course!"
"Alright!" He cleared off his desk and put two clip boards on the table, "Now, first I'm going to need a description."
"Of what?"
"What you want to look like, of course. Basic description of what you want your body to look like. From there, I can draw up the schematics and build the body. Nothing to complicated."
"Creating a robotic body isn't complicated?"
"Allison, I'm the head of NERV-Alaska. We're probably the second most advanced facility in the entire world. Or third. I haven't seen what NERV-Atlantis has been up to recently. You want a robotic body? You got one."
"Thank you so much, Doctor. It really means a lot to me."
"No need to thank me. I'm just helping someone important to my son. Now, what do you want to look like?"
"Well, I want to look something like this hologram."
"Short, black hair, green eyes, small build… Anything specific?"
"Like what?"
"I don't know. We got your main appearance, any subtle details you want?"
"No, what I have here is fine."
"Alright then. It shouldn't take too long, a couple of days. Five days, at most."
"Thanks again, doctor."
With that, the hologram vanished. He wrote down the details on both clipboards, and took one down to the robotics facility, where they make the Test Type Evangelion units.

Adam Mondschein stood in front of the green Evangelion. The rest of the facility knew it as Unit-14. He knew it as Allison. At this point, only two other people knew about their relationship; his father and Quatre. He wasn't keeping it a secret, per se, but he wasn't going to outright tell anyone. 'I fell in love with a 200 foot tall war machine' seems like a good name for a movie, not a topic of conversation. He had told Allison what his father told him, if they so desired, he could make a synthetic body for her. Quatre had allowed her to use his hologram system to talk to his father about it. So, right now, Adam was just waiting. The Evangelion's eyes lit up, indicating that she was 'back.'
"What did he say?"
"He said it won't take too long."
"How long is that?"
"He said not longer then five days."
"Five days? I have to wait five days to see you?"
"I can't wait!"
"I've waited four years just to see you. I don't think I can wait another four days."
"Look on the bright side!"
He smiled.
"And that would be, Ms. Catorce?"
"At least now we can see each other."
"… Good point."
He sat down on the floor, just smiling. He looked up, into the Evangelion's face.
"Did you tell him how you want to look?"
"Yes."
He just stared at her.
"… What?"
"Allison…"
"Okay, I used your template."
"Allison, I told you! You don't have to base your appearance on what I like! As long as it's you, I'll still think you're the most beautiful thing on the planet!"
"Do you think so now?"
"I did always like Green."
"And besides, how long have I waited for the possibility of seeing you? After so long, that's what I want to look like."
"You two are just so adorable!"
Adam nearly leapt out of his skin. He turned around to see Lieutenant Barret standing behind him, smiling.
"W-when did you get here?"
"Just now."
"Even I didn't see you."
"Well, you two were so focused on one another, I don't think you would have even noticed the alarms."
"… Good point."
"Is there a reason you're here?"
"No, not really. I'm just taking a walk, and ended up here."
Adam just stared at him. He could even feel the Evangelion staring.
"I'll uh… I'll you two alone…"
"Thanks."
Adam turned around to face Allison as Barret left.
"In all seriousness, though, I should get going, too. It's getting late."
"Really?"
"Sorry. I'll see you tomorrow. I promise."
He started to walk towards the elevator. He pressed the button to open the doors, but turned back.
"I only got eyes for you."

CELLULAR GENERATION: 1% TIMESCALE SET 2H:1M

"My brother is the luckiest bastard ever."
Dr. Mondschein and Quatre were standing in the command center. Well, Quatre was standing. Dr. Mondschein was at one of the consoles, doing a diagnostic on the various systems.
"The ARKS seem to be working fine. What makes you say that, Quatre?"
"Why do you think?"
"… Unit-14?"
"Unit-14!" He said, throwing his hands into the air.
Dr. Mondschein chuckled to himself.
"Jealous?"
"I… well…" His shoulders slumped, "Yeah. Just a little bit. There are two Evangelion units here. Me and her. Statistically, my chances should be high."
"But then he came in."
"But then he came in."
There was a silence. Dr. Mondschein continued working, and Quatre just stared in the direction of the Evangelion hold.
"Do you actually like her, or is it just that she's the convenient choice?"
"Of course I actually like her! I've talked to her! She's funny! She's an odd one, and you KNOW I like odd."
"You've also only known her for the past couple of months. They've known each other for the past four years."
"She knows what she likes…"
"And it's not you."
"Boss, what do I do? How can I win her over?"
"I'm not going to tell you how to steal your brother's girlfriend."
"But she's not even human!"
"Do you need to be reminded what they used to say, back when they first got together?"
"… You can't control what you love."
"Exactly."
Another silence. Quatre sat down in one of the chairs, and watched Dr. Mondschein work.
"The Project is going along well. So far, anyway. It's still too early to tell, though."
"It'll work."
"Boss?"
"Yes?"
"Can you play a song for them? When they finally see each other?"
"Does that mean you've given up?"
"Oh, no. No no no. I'm not giving up. But he's my brother! She's the girl of my dreams!"
"You want them to be happy."
"Yes."
"… Alright, what's the song?"

Allan Fisher was working on a replacement drill for the MSBU Drill. Quatre seemed to go through them like crazy.
"And they're not easy to replace, Quatre!" He said out loud.
"He's in the command center with Dr. Mondschein."
"Woah! Barret! When the hell did you get here?"
He looked at the Lieutenant. Usually he never comes down here.
"I got here just now."
"Okay, why are you down here?"
"There's a bunch of places here I've never seen, so I decided to take a break and look around."
"Whatever floats your boat."
He went back to the drill head. First, you need to find a stable material that won't react with the Anti-Matter. Then, you need to put the Anti-Matter inside and seal it. And because it's a drill, the-
"Whatcha workin' on?"
"… I'm working on Quatre's Drill. Why?"
"Just curious. Need any help?"
"Nothing that you could help me with, sorry. Unless you can handle Anti-matter without it reacting."
"Sure can."
"… Really?"
"Oh yeah. Where is it? I'll get it."
"It's… uh… It's over on that table there."
"Got it."
He walked over to the table. On it was an, obviously heavy, containment device. He picked it up, with more then a little effort, and took it over to the drill.
"Alright, just slide it in there."
He looked where Fisher was pointing. A point slightly higher then what he was currently holding it at.
"O-okay!"
"You need some help?"
"I got it!"
He lifted it up, and slowly eased the device to the slot in the drill.
"Easy, easy!"
Then he heard a click.
"There! It's in!"
He patted Barret on the back.
"You did a good job, Lieutenant."
"How…" He said in between pants, "How does this work?"
"Well, the Anti-Matter containment is only in the very tip. The rest of the drill tip will be constructed… probably tomorrow."
"Yeah, but I've… I've seen Quatre… split the tip to grab certain objects."
"Well, that's cause the entire drill tip is split into four pieces. Even the containment device. Each quarter contains a small amount of Anti-Matter. It can either be detonated as a whole, or as four separate explosions. So far, Quatre's opted to detonate all of them at the same time."
"No kill like Overkill, as he said."
"I guess. Thanks for the help, lieutenant."
"No problem. I should be getting going now."
"Alright. I'm going to clean up here and finish the drill tomorrow."
Lieutenant Barret walked off, waving as he left. Fisher looked around, made sure that the seals on the Anti-Matter containment would hold, put away all the tools used, and headed out. When he finally left, Barret was nowhere in sight. But something was odd about the hallway.
"What the…?"
He walked over to one of the vents. The vent cover was on the floor, leaving it open.
"How the hell did the cover fall off?"

Three days. It's been three days since his father started work on Allison's robotic body. At the most, it was going to be two more days until he could see her. Hell, what would they do after she had her body?
"I'm home."
He walked into the house after a day at school. Apparently "I'm saving the world" is only a valid excuse when you're actively saving the world. He missed very few days over the past couple of months. And he would have been spending his evening at NERV, but his father had insisted that he head home that day. He looked around and saw that no one was home.
"Hello?"
"ADAM!" (.com/watch?v=0vY6y1Bm7HU)
Then something hit him from the direction of the Dining room. More specifically, someone. He was tackled, and fell to the ground.
"Who just-"
Then he looked down and saw who tackled him. She was clearly mechanical, but at a distance you probably couldn't tell. The short, black hair looked natural, but the skin appeared slightly different and her eyes clearly contained cameras. The lenses were coloured green. She looked up at him, smiling.
"Found you!" She said.
"A-Allison?" He wrapped his arms around her, "It's really you?"
"You're welcome, Kiddo."
His dad walked out of the dining room, stepped over the entangled couple. Adam, not bothering to get up or let go, looked up at him.
"You finished it?"
"What's it look like? She's there, and I'm out."
"You're leaving, Dr. Mondschein?"
"Do you really want me here the first time you two actually see each other?"
They looked at each other, and then at Dr. Mondschein.
"Good point." They both said, simultaneously.
"If you need me, I'll be at work. Call me if you need anything, don't do what I wouldn't do, and don't do some of the things I would do."
He stepped out the door, leaving the two alone. For a while, they merely looked at each other. Saw each other. For now, this was all that they really needed.
"Is it different then the last time?" She said, after a while.
"When we were in your core? Definitely."
"It feels like I'm wearing a thick suit. But at least I can actually feel it this time."
"Which reminds me. There's something you should see."
"What is it?"
"First, we have to get up."
"Do we have to?" She pouted.
"Unfortunately."
She got off of him, and they both stood up.
"Now, what is it?"
"Close your eyes."
"But… I won't be able to see."
"It's a surprise. Come on."
She closed here eyes, a smile on her face. He took her hand and led her out the door.

"Okay. Now you can open them."
She opened her eyes.
"… Your sunset."
She squeezed his hand.
"I finally saw your sunset!"
He merely chuckled to himself, still watching the sun go down.
"What is it?"
"This is going to sound so cliché."
"What?"
"All these years, I just took it for granted. Now?" He looked at her, "With you finally here to see it? It's like it's the first time I've ever seen it."
"For me?" She said, looking at him, "It is my first sunset."
They turned back towards the setting sun, and stayed there, hand in hand, until it was completely dark.

CELL GENERATION: 15% TIMESCALE SET 1H:1M

"Why don't we just overclock it?" Fisher said, looking at Dr. Mondschein, "Get it done with in a day?"
"This is delicate work, Mr. Fisher. Rush it and it's all worthless. I've done the calculations. This is the fastest we can set it to at this point. Any faster, and the cells would merely deteriorate."
Fisher walked up to the tank.
"Marvel of engineering, this."
"And Biology. Marvel of Biology as well."
"The fact that this is working at all would defy what most people think about cell growth."
"Eh. I'm sure NERV-1 beat me to the punch at one point or another. I wouldn't be surprised."
"Come on, Doc! This is amazing! Even if you're not the first, it's still an amazing feat."
"… I guess you're right."
They turned and left this remote part of the facility.
"How long until it's finished, Doc?"
"Just a little less then two weeks."

Days passed. Adam and Allison spent almost every waking moment together, and spent every sleeping moment together. After four years apart, you would need a crowbar to split the two of them. They made watching the sunrise and sunset a daily routine. Currently, they were just walking around town. Adam was showing Allison what it was like on the outside world. Of course, she had to stop and examine everything. On their way to the next destination, he stopped, suddenly, and took her into a store.
"What is it, Adam?"
"This," He said, gesturing towards the counter, "Is an ice cream shop."
"Ice Cream?
"You eat it. It's a desert. It's frozen. It's delicious."
"I know what Ice Cream is. It's just my first time actually seeing it."
She looked at all the different kinds she could get.
"I don't think I can actually eat it."
"Why not? Your body can take in food."
"Well, it's made with Milk. Milk is a liquid, and can short circuit something."
That's when Adam's phone started ringing.
"Hold on. Hello?"
"Do you think I would design a body that wouldn't be able to eat ice cream?"
"Dad? Are you watching us?"
"Yes."
Then the other end hung up.
"… That was my dad…"
"I heard. What did he want?"
"You apparently can eat ice cream."
He would give up the entire world just to see the smile she had on her face now.
"I can?"
"Yup. Pick what you want, and I'll get it for you."
She jumped and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Thank you! !"

Despite every ounce of excitement she felt, she only felt let down in the end. Everything she felt was as if it was through a filter. As if there was something blocking her. Not wanting to worry anyone, she justreplicated everyone else's response. If food tasted bad, she would spit it out. If something was hot, she would pretend to be burned. She laid awake one night, Adam asleep with his arm wrapped tightly around her. She slowly slid his arm away from her, and crept out into the night. She left his room, walked through the apartment, and walked out the door. She made her way up to the roof, and stared at the night sky.
"I'm selfish, aren't I?" She said to herself. Whatever was inside her throat that let her robotic body talk let out a sobbing sound, and lowered her head and covered her face with her hands.
"Why? Why? Damnit, this body can't even cry! I thought that this would change things for the better! All it did was give me a taste of what I was missing! And even then…"
She looked up at the sky again.
"This is all I truly have! These eyes! What I see is the only thing that feels real! And even then, it's not even my own eyes. I want… I want to see. I want to see with my own eyes that sunset we have. I want to smell when Adam or Dr. Mondschein makes dinner! I want to be able to taste ice cream! I want to feel pain when something burns me! I want to get sick and have Adam wrap his arms around me and tell me everything will be alright, that I'll get better. At the very least, I… I need to feel his embrace! I want to feel his skin against mine. If nothing else, all I want is that embrace! If I never taste anything… If I never smell anything… If I never see anything… Let me at least have that!"

"How's she doing?"
"… She's having a crisis."
They're in the command center. Dr. Mondschein is watching one of the monitors, showing a view of Allison's robotic body calling out to the night.
"What do you mean?"
"Synthetic bodies can't feel. No real nerves. It's eating her alive."
"Is there anything I can do?"
"No. There's nothing anyone can do. Adam might be able to help her just by being there."
"… She really wants this, doesn't she?"
"Yes. It means the world to her. She's waited for this all of her life, and the fact that she can't experience it for real…"
"The one thing she wants… she can't have."
"Precisely."
He fell silent.
"Did… did they at least like the song?"
"When I got back, they told me it was kind of cheesy that there was music playing. But they liked it."
"… Good. I'm glad they liked it."
"How's the project going?"
"It might be done earlier then expected."
"How much earlier?"
"Well, our original ETA was eight days. Now, it's much closer to six."
"How did we manage to shave off two days?"
"A simple miscalculation."
"… Well, everyone makes mistakes, right?"
He looked back at the monitor, and saw that Allison wasn't on the roof anymore.
"That's not good."
"What?"
"She's not on the roof anymore."
"Where is she?"
He checked all the cameras and found that she had moved back to Adam's bed. He let out a sigh of relief.
"She's safe. She's with Adam right now."
"… Lucky bastard."
"You still jealous?"
"Yeah. I know that this is what she's wanted all her life, but… she's all I've wanted."
"Quatre…"
"I know, it's selfish, and I'm just being a whiny bitch right now. But come on! Can you at least see where I'm coming from?"
"Yeah. I can see where you're coming from."
"Yeah, I-"
"But you need to get over yourself. You're my son, and I hate to see you in pain like this, but you gotta let it go. Things don't always happen the way you want them to. Like... Your wife leaving you for some Canadian asshat."
"Speaking from experience?"
"Speaking from experience. The point is, you need to take what you can get with life. If you loved Allison as much as you say you love her, then you'd be happy for her."
"But she's miserable."
"But she has the one thing she's wanted all her life. It hurts her that she can't experience it to the fullest, but the fact that she has it probably stopped her from jumping off that roof."
"… You're right."
"Do you think you'll be okay?"
"Yeah. I think so."
The room filled with silence. A contemplative silence, as Quatre evaluated what Dr. Mondschein had told him.
"Wait… I'm your son?"
"Well, yeah. You weren't born, you're not my own flesh and blood, but I created you. I gave you the life you have now. I've watched you grow, I've watched you fall, and I've watched you succeed. Of course you're my son!"
"So… I'm like Adam's adopted brother?"
"Exactly!"
Another pause. This time, Quatre noticed something… off about the Command center. Then it hit him.
"Hey, when did that vent cover fall off?"
"Vent cover?"
Dr. Mondschein looked around, and sure enough, one of the vent covers was on the ground.
"Mr. Fisher did say that vent covers were falling off a lot recently."
"Think it's about time to replace them?"
"Maybe."
"… We'll deal with it tomorrow."
"You got it. Good night… Dad."
The hologram vanished, leaving Dr. Mondschein with a smile on his face. He pulled up his left sleeve to reveal the bundle of AR energy that made up his elbow joint.
"… With the final Angel coming soon… Would it hurt to start training with this?"
He focused, as if he was going to pull an item out of hammerspace, but instead of pulling something out he just held his focus. His hand started to glow blue.
"… Maybe I should do this in a setting that won't damage very important and expensive equipment."
He shifted his focus and pulled his sleeve back down, letting the energy dissipate.

CELL GENERATION: 63% TIMESCALE SET 1D:1Y

The days passed. Dr. Mondschein noticed that Adam's mood seemed to lighten since he joined the Eva program. He was more enthusiastic then before, and started making a lot more jokes. For instance, after the last synch test, he asked Unit-14 if 'it was good for her, too.' She replied that doing that would have to wait until after marriage. While Dr. Mondschein didn't like the fact that his son was making jokes like that, he was glad his son was opening up. He was also glad that his other son appeared to get over his jealousy. Right now, Dr. Mondschein was in his office, as always, looking over old project notes, new project notes, battle plans, etc., preparing for the last Angel and
"Hey, Doc?"
"Yes, Mr. Fisher?"
"With the project nearing completion… there are a couple things I need cleared up."
"Like what?"
"… What's in The Garden?"
He stopped what he was doing and looked up at Fisher.
"… Do you really want to know?"
"Yes. I do."
"… Get a coat."

They stood outside of the giant doorway that Unit-14 and the last Angel stumbled upon. There was frost built up on the door, and the air around them was freezing.
"Last call, Mr. Fisher. You still want to see what's behind the Garden Gate?"
"Yes, I do."
"I do, too."
"… Well, at least I knocked out the surveillance in this area."
He walked over to a keypad beside the door. He slid a key card through the top, and put in a code in the key pad itself. The doors slid open, and the hallway filled with a frozen fog.
"Mr. Fisher, Quatre, I present The Garden."
The fog cleared, revealing rows upon rows of cylindrical tanks. Inside of each one was a red sphere, suspended in a clear frozen solution. The ones around the door were cracked and broken. Three of them were completely shattered, and the rest were just cracked.
"…Test Type Angels."
"Correct. Here is where the Test Type Angels are created."
"Are they alive?"
"No. No they aren't. The cores only activate when we send a certain signal to it. After that, its AT Field activates. There are occasionally some mess ups, like with NA-02."
"That's the first Angel I fought, wasn't it?"
"Yes. NA-02, Angelus."
"NA-02? There an Angel activated itself before Angelus?"
"… No. Not exactly."
"Where did all these things come from?"
"… Follow me."
He walked through the rows of angels to the back of the room. Quatre and Fisher followed closely behind.
"All that's there is a wall."
"You'll see."
He reached another key pad at the back wall. He swiped his card and put in another code. The wall split down the middle, and both halves moved away from each other. Frost fell off in chunks as they moved farther from each other. Behind it was a gigantic block of ice. The ice itself was coloured orange, unlike the other ones. Inside, however, was a gigantic figure made entirely of darkness. Its feet were bound, and it wore what looked like a straight jacket. A blindfold covered its eyes.
"… What the hell?"
"We played god, and from the rib of ADAM created this. Prototypical Angel NA-01. EVE. Frozen in LCL because the higher ups thought it would be fine and dandy to keep it alive."
"Higher ups? You're the head of a NERV-Branch! Who's higher up then you?"
"SEELE, The group that runs NERV as a whole. The head of every branch answers to them."
"What is EVE, exactly?"
"It's a clone of the very first Angel, and the cause of Second Impact, ADAM… For simplicity's sake, I'll call it Angel-01. It's a pale imitation of the real thing. EVE also brought us all of these. The Test-Type Angels."
"It gave birth to all these Angels?"
"That's what my predecessors told me. They studied it and found out just what nerves in it's body need to be stimulated to create Angels."
"You keep on mentioning your predecessors. I'm finding it hard to believe you didn't have a part in this."
"Why do you think this facility is so frozen over? Why do you think I use these angels sparingly? I hated what they did here, but last time I tried to destroy it, SEELE was on my ass in a second."
"You tried to destroy this?"
"And SEELE stopped you?"
"They have plans for this place. That's why I keep it under wraps and never use it. I hate that I have to follow their rules. This is why I didn't want Adam to pilot. I didn't want him wrapped up in this SEELE business."
"So… Why did the Angels want this place?"
"An instinct that Angels have. They want to find their progenitor and complement with them. Effectively combine with them. Since these are artificial Angels, the most that could happen is complementation creates a genuine Angel and it goes after NERV-1."
"Umm… Dad?"
"What?"
"Where did the NA Angels come from?"
"There are four cracked tubes up near the door. They were completely opened during Project Telefrag, and they activated spontaneously."
"… There's a bunch of cracked tubes… but only three are cracked open. And we detected four Pattern Blues."
"… There should be four."
"Only three."
He walked back towards the entrance and looked at the cracked containers.
"One, two, three… Where did the-" A look of horror appeared on his face, "No… No, that one couldn't have been opened. It's not possible."
He ran to the middle of the room and knelt down.
"Please don't be it…"
"What is it?"
He wiped some frost from the ground, revealing a hatch. He opened it and climbed into it. Quatre and Fisher followed him. He went down a series of ladders until he finally got to a small chamber with a cracked open tube in the middle.
"Son of a BITCH!"
He looked around the room.
"How in the hell did this one break open?"
Then he saw it. If he hadn't been looking for it, it he would have missed it. A tree root, completely frozen over, going from a hole in the ground to the side of the tube opposite the entrance.
"The Tree got to it."
"But that doesn't explain how we detected four Pattern Blues at the start!"
"Yes it does. This one wasn't developed here."
"Where was it developed?"
"I don't know. But it was given to me by SEELE. They must have had an ulterior motive to it. Hell, they have an ulterior motive for everything. So when I was given it, I made this area of The Garden to keep it away from the other Angels," He looked at the glass tube again, "Guess I didn't keep it far enough away."
"How was it activated before The Tree got to it?"
"SEELE likes experimenting with clones of Angel-01 and Lilith, an Angel stored in NERV-1. The reason this one activated is because it's probably closer to an actual Angel then the others. When the other Angels were released, this one activated itself. At least, I hope that's the case. I'd hate the alternative."
"And what would that be…?"
"Someone transmitted the signal to awaken the Angels, this one included."
"Right. And now that we know that this is the last Angel… It poses some problems."
"Like…?"
"Well, as I told you, if one of the NA Angels got to EVE, then it would make a proper angel. Probably more powerful then usual, but an Angel all the same. If this one makes it to EVE, one of two things can happen. If it's an Adamite Angel, when it reaches EVE it will make a perfect replica of Angel-01, down to the World-Ending capabilities. If the angel is Lilithian… When it reaches EVE, it could trigger Instrumentality and possibly Third Impact."
"We need to get Adam and Allison here, NOW."
"Quatre, you handle that. Fisher, we need to get to the command center. The next Angel simply can't reach The Garden. We're not taking any of these chances. Do you understand?"
"Of course."
"Well, what are you waiting for? Lets go!"

He stood in the command center. He had spent the last six days practicing with his little chunk of AR Energy. Worse comes to worse, he could activate an ARKS and probably protect some of the personnel. Maybe.
"Sir," Lieutenant Barret reported, "The pilot of Unit-14 and the AI are present and accounted for."
"Get the pilot in the entry plug. We're not letting this one get a surprise attack on us. Not like the last two."
"Aye, Sir… Hold on… The AI says that it needs to talk to you."
"… I expected this. Alright. Send her to my office."

He sat in his office, his hands folded in front of his face. With these sudden developments, he needed some light. Maybe this would give him some peace. That's when his door opened, and the synthetic body of Allison Catorce stepped in the door.
"Hello, Allison."
"Hello, Dr. Mondschein."
"You needed to speak to me?"
"Yes. I did. It's about-"
"Your synthetic body."
"Correct. This body…" She looked down, almost as if she was ashamed to be talking about this, "it feels as if everything is through a filter. As if, at all times, I'm wearing a suit that blocks the outside world. I can't taste, I can't smell, and even my hearing and sight feel fake!"
"You want a body that can properly feel."
"That is correct."
"I knew you would come to me about this," He put his hands on the table, "Seeing as how right now, we're facing imminent death, what the hell. You want a body that can feel? I can do you one better: I can make you human."

CELLULAR GENERATION: 100% TIMESCALE SET 1:1