"Here, I think I got it!"

You held up a vial with some pink liquid chemical inside with your bloodied hand, gently moving it around in circular motions to stir the mixture inside as Subspace watched intently, pausing in whatever he was originally doing. The liquid made some sizzling and bubbling sounds, in which you weren't sure if it was supposed to do, but Subspace seemed more than happy to hear them. And hey, if Subspace's happy, your happy. There's soundproof walls for a reason, so it's never fun when he's.. not happy.

"You're not so bad, huh, assistant?!"

He nudged your shoulder, getting blood on your already bloodied lab coat. The fact that this will be such a pain to wash out briefly crossed your mind, but you made sure to stay focused on Subspace as he loudly talked, as usual. You'd gotten used to it by now, so it didn't bug you as much as it did in the beginning.

"And damn, you're doing all the dirty work now, huh?? Not so shy anymore, are ya??"

He pinched your cheek, the man clearly having no sense of personal space as he got..very much in your personal space. While it was annoying when you first began in the lab with him at Blackrock, it was kinda funny to you now, as were many stupid things Subspace did. His face was covered by the gas mask, but if you could see his mouth, he'd have a big, toothy grin as per usual. You could tell from the way his eyes scrunched up. But in more ways than not, he was right. There was a hint of pride in his voice for his influence on you and how you'd turned out. When you'd first started off you were nervous to even speak up, and had a rather gentle nature, yet you were basically a little, sadistic Subspace copy. Some may call it sad to see one become so..corrupt, purely off of influence, but you, along with Subspace, liked it better this way.