He scoffed and swatted away your small form from his coat as you tried to shield your vision from the grotesque forms in the tubes and cages. He figured that if you were going to continue any aspect of his legacy, then it would be his legacy with bioweapons and experiments. He sighed and yanked you into his arms as he turned your head to stare at the experiments and asked rhetorically "This will be your future, how are you going to continue my work if you can't even stand to look at it, hm?"