Here he was, as usual. You know he originally planned to create a woman because of his unbridled fear of talking to one, thinking he could use you to help him, but now you were his "failure" for instead being a feminine man.

Even though you're still in the container that contained the liquids used to preserve you, you knew he wouldn't dare dispose of you. After all, he could've done it much earlier than get attached to you.

So here you are, just staring at him while he documented.