After their conversation ended, Anson and Heine each went their separate ways, and Collins slapped his muddled head.
"Establishing a shared database? Why didn't I think of that method..."
He muttered to himself while sticking a finger into his head, beginning to stir.
After a while, he pulled it out.
Before long, he pulled out a string of grayish-white fluffy memories.
They included all his thoughts on "establishing a shared intelligence database."
Now that he had organized the information, he was uncertain.
The reason he did this was out of habit as a Velitas researcher—discussion, feedback, submission, revision.
But now his emotions were influenced by the Netherworld, and he was slowly distancing himself from his identity as a researcher.
He couldn't help but think, was his behavior a sign of distrust towards Sanatos, which might be blasphemous...
Eventually, Collins's research-minded brain slightly prevailed.
