Rex notices her gaze shifting downward, and he clears his throat a little, suddenly feeling awkward, and glances aside, himself. "I wanted it before it was even on the table," he admits. "But to be honest, I wasn't given much of a choice. It was just..." He waves a hand. "Fortunate. That I already wanted what they were offering."

A shame he had to get blown up for the offer to even arise. He would have preferred to have pursued his studies fully intact. Rex reaches up to rub the back of his neck. "They gave me an opportunity that I couldn't have had anywhere else, to truly live up to my potential. I consider myself lucky."

Yes, even that accident of his, the pain and misery and near destruction of his body was worth it in the end. He would have done everything the same if he had to, if only for the opportunity to work with his nanomites again.