[Otto manages something of a narrowed side-eye when Luca sits down. He's tempted to slide himself further away, to gain even more distance just to make a point. The bottle's still set down on his other side, though, and moving likely costs more energy than it's worth.]
... Nuclear fusion. Clean energy.
[He sees no reason to hide it. His project is absolutely marvelous and all of these miserable people inhabiting this world with him should be excited to see it finished. Should be. Apparently, trivial little matters of morality are more important to some.]
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... Nuclear fusion. Clean energy.
[He sees no reason to hide it. His project is absolutely marvelous and all of these miserable people inhabiting this world with him should be excited to see it finished. Should be. Apparently, trivial little matters of morality are more important to some.]