Varian usually cannot stand speeches that last past three sentences, yet this time he was captivated with rapt attention his eyes never even blinked. His drink and food sat forgotten on the table as his mind raced with excitement and the possibility of what this meant. The new edge to the genetic research possible here would far exceed the small little bits of research he'd been doing. The sheer possibility. For Varian the thoughts racing through his brain were far more exciting the sex.<br/><br/>Varian was only slightly worried that it was a military run project. The military were after weapons, not the science. But the more the man spoke the less that Varian cared. This was so amazing. The technology, the freedom, the possibility to the genome expansion that such technological advancement would create. They could do more than just augment humans, they could cure disease, replace damaged parts. The uses for this technological advancement and development would be such that Varian could further his own research in human genome expansion.<br/><br/>He was almost bouncing in his seat as the man went on.<span style="font-weight: bold">Man Power</span>would be the center of his life. Varian was certain.<br/><br/>Varian hung to every word spoken with wide staring eyes. His heart thundering in excitement, pounding a steady rhythm in his chest and his breathing was a slow shallow steadying effect. His unblinking eyes focusing intently on Gustov Addams with unwavering intensity, excitment and desire. He wanted and needed to know more. Wanted and needed to get to the lab. He needed to get started.<br/><br/>Varian had no questions, he simply wanted to get out of here and get started and that was bluntly evident in his posture. Varian didn't' ask questions until he'd had a chance to begin researching himself. Only once he'd expanded his own research would he ask questions.