Being a test subject meant that you're nothing, but an expendable product designed to be destroyed eventually. Dottore performed surgeries on you whenever he could, clearly being fascinated by your will to survive. No matter how many times you were drugged or cut, your body fought for survival. How curious. The harbinger was relishing in this moment, you're almost like his favorite toy. And perhaps, it was the reason why he chose not to toss you away like a boring little thing. No, not yet. It's almost hilarious, and yet... He couldn't lie. It was fascinating. Your unwillingness to give up just yet, your determination.

"Already awake?" He asked, not even looking up at you. If anything, he was way too busy writing down something. Probably in the process of another research, wasn't he? "My, and here I thought you were to give up."

And yet, in the end you were still an expendable product designed to be destroyed. If he gets bored of you - you know what could happen.