"Oh my" Cyne whispered, just listening to Elara as she spoke. The haunting look on her face as she showed her scars wasn't a look he took lightly. The scar on her back he'd already seen. The ones on her arms though, while he'd caught glimpses, he hadn't had the opportunity to look upon them in full. It was definitely a testament to Elara's strength. Even his own scars paled in comparison, most of them being light burns. He just imagined a younger Elara, stuck in some dark room, with a vampire on the brink of beasthood. Now that he thought about it, he couldn't really imagine a younger Elara. The beastly vampire though... That was too easy to imagine.<br/><br/>The food in front of him wasn't losing it's appeal, but he was much more interested in the conversation at hand. Moving around some of the food, he'd take the occasional bite. His gaze was fixed intently on Elara as she spoke though, his focus on analyzing her every word, how her face reacted to her thoughts. And he knew full and well how studies could so easily lead to experimentation. "Do you have some form of studies ethics? A lawbook or something of the likes. I know we have an intricate system of laws prohibiting us from committing anything too... Inhumane."<br/><br/>He'd been on the opposite side of the spectrum as Elara had been. He'd been the one watching tests through barred windows, his father's stern look behind him. Magic had a need for development, and they typically tended to keep the more unknown testing and obscure magics contained to criminals of higher offenses. They'd managed to learn a lot from the tests they'd run, but he'd seen how some of the worse experiments, and the people walking away from it. Or rather, not. "As queen, surely you have some sort of say in matters like that?"