It's all an interesting puzzle for his mind to chew on, Koumyou figures. Something like a very long and complicated koan from a badly-damaged text, with whole chunks of it lost to time.

In the end, that's all it really can be. Getting invested certainly isn't a goal of his; it hadn't been his way of life before, so why change old habits now?

"Well, I suppose there's no way to know. Either they succeeded, or they didn't."

Oh well.

"Do you need any help with this machine?"