A cough tears his throat, but he does not stop the hard work. A suffocating silence soaring in the laboratory, a silence he created himself, avoiding everyone who could support him. Felix doesn't want to look pathetic, vulnerable, it's not in his character, or, more precisely, it's not in the character of his creator. He is not stupid at all and understands that he is doomed, only a miracle can save him — but he will not allow this to break his spirit and interfere with his research.

Suddenly, the flow of his thoughts disturbed by the quiet creak of the door opening, an uninvited guest. Felix sighs wearily and shakes his head, anticipating not the most pleasant conversation with not the most pleasant person who will take up his precious time.

"Who is there? I do not advise you to enter unless you have a good reason to do so," he says gloomily without turning around.