Michael gently puts the vials and whatever else Rosetta needed on the shelves, he smiles as he admires her laboratory and then leans against the desk when he is done.<br/>"What is my area of expertise? Neuroscience."<br/>He knocks on his fore-head.<br/>"I deal with what's inside there, I study their reaction to certain stimulants and whatnot. I am like a psychologist. A psychologist that does experiments."<br/>He takes one last look at her personal space.<br/>"A micro-biologist? How good to meet one, my mother wanted me to become one, but my painting and love for literature stopped my brain from understanding the notions."<br/>He chuckles as he remembers.