Antarcticite's uncertainty forces Rutile to their senses. Who are they now, that they spend so much time ruminating on their feelings and nearly confessing fears to those unconcerned? They have been without responsibility far too long; it's making them careless.

Rutile straightens their (tattered) lab coat around their shoulders, along with the rest of their dignity. "Oh, we have spent plenty of time together," they say to Antarc. "It's simply that we have different interests. I love to study and explore and pursue answers and Padparadscha... doesn't," they finish lamely.

Still, they smile. "You have far more important things to occupy yourself with. You should start by seeing some of the information technology people; they will explain things in a little more depth and get you set up for life in Aifaran."