People are more like objects with numerous systems working in tandem. When you look deep enough, people are just made up of stupid cells that do the same thing over and over again. He sees this every day and has become colder and dismissive of mundane things because of it. There are very few that he interacts with because of his new preference for special things. Hadrick is one of those few.
"It is just beautiful. How many threads are you using for the edification?" Hadrick asked.
"7,319. I can go above that but that is the optimum number for perfect control and synchronization."
Hadrick couldn't help but be impressed. "Wow. That is marvelous in and of itself. A sovereign can only use a maximum of 6,000. Heck, I can only use 1000. That's if I really push myself."
"But you're the best forger. Slow and steady wins the race." He said to compliment his teacher.
"You're just making me look good. And I might not be the best forger anymore."
