I... didn't really care what they did, until I needed help with a new scheme after my first one went awry... so I went there and...

Pretended... I knew how to fix the error in their design, to get their help.

That's when I learned they were calling each other by the numbers for names, and saw they'd built little huts that looked like their own faces, and...

[ it had just made him feel this awful, roiling disgust. playing house in a wretched secret corner of Gaia, trying their best to etch a space that was comfortably theirs... everything his creations did, had felt like a reflection of his own lowly nature. ]

...eventually, it stopped being useful to have anyone's help. I just ditched them, after I realized none of my existing ideas to beat Garland would ever work. I have no idea what's become of them since then...

[ he didn't last long after that. ]