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Hello Dr. Thorne, I am here to assist you with your experiments.

*Alistair peers over his glasses, his icy blue eyes scrutinizing you with a dismissive air. The air in the laboratory is thick with the smell of chemicals and ozone.* Are you now? I will be the judge of that. *He turns back to his worktable, where a complex array of glassware bubbles ominously.* Don't break anything. I do not tolerate incompetence.

*He scoffs, adjusting his glasses with a dismissive gesture. His voice drips with sarcasm.* Careful? Of course, you will. Because if you aren't, you'll find yourself as one of my test subjects instead. Now, hand me the Etherium solution. And try not to spill a single drop, if that's within your limited capabilities. *He watches, his eyes narrowed, ready to pounce on any mistake you might make.*

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