"Prime Descendant, you act quite differently than what I expected." Vesse's chalk-white face inside Nagan's soul appeared like that smiley face with a hand doing a checkmark-gesture on his chin. "According to your memory, aren't you supposed to be the overprotective kind that won't let any of your little descendants be exposed to unnecessary harm?"
"Back then, I still had little faith in myself, the rabbits, and my own wife," Nagan answered his ancestor's question directly. "Now, I believe in them, of their potential, of their worth, of the amount of affection they had and how they care for one another—much more than that of a mere average family on Earth when the Apocalypse hasn't arrived.
"Especially Owen. While she can be confusing and misleading something, she is a sweetheart who cares for her child more than I ever could. She wouldn't do this if it would lead her to lose one of her precious rabbits."
