"Most wish to have something to make themselves look more impressive since their work isn't interesting enough to be taken seriously otherwise." Moira knew that her work wasn't the same. She could strike at the hearts of everyone around her just by waving a hint of her research their way.

Of course plenty would call upon the morality of it all too but they were tiresome and a waste of air.

"It would seem that even if your heart did burst out of your chest that you would somehow replace it. You show no signs of damage nor loss of the part that you pulled out of your fingers." A telling sign really. Almost as if he was replicating and replacing all at the same time. Rapidly regenerating what he was pulling out so there was no need to go about figuring out how to put it back. There didn't even appear to be blood loss either.

"So the real matter at hand is figuring out how to get you to use this willfully rather than having to force it every time."

Sitting back, she made some notes about her findings. Only to pause at that question. She smiled slowly before looking at him. And then she faded from sight. Simply vanished. When she reappeared it was like she faded back into place directly behind him, a hand coming to rest on his shoulder.

"You will never have to question if I know what I am doing. I am no fool who fumbles about until something sticks."