The other male, Vincent, smiled at the girl.

"Well, hello to you as well." he replied with a small bow from where he was sitting.

"You've certainly done well in teaching her manners, Garridan" he then said to her father.

"She's a bright young girl." Garridan responded.

"Oh, I know." Vincent said, before looking at Reveka.

"Your father has nothing but praise for you." he told her. "You are his pride and joy." he told her further, before Garridan just cleared his throat a little.

"At any rate, did you finish the books, Reveka?" the girl's father asked her.

"RequestED, dear." her father gently corrected her.

"Remember the proper conjugation." he said.

"That's still very impressive." Vincent complimented.

"Also, a list?" he then asked.

"What sort of list?" he asked further, attempting to make polite conversation, but also a little on the curious side.

"Oh?" Vincent asked Garridan.

"Indeed." her father responded.

"She shows interest and aptitude in her studies, as well as my own." he chuckled.

"I see, I see." Vincent said, before looking at Reveka.

"So you aim to be an alchemist as well?" he asked her.

"We are SO close." Garridan said.

"I feel that we are only missing the ONE key element." he told Vincent.

"Mmmm, I see." Vincent replied.

"Reveka, you'll see." Garridan then said to his daughter. "We'll make it. And we'll show the world what we're capable of!" he declared.

Vincent just smirked a little, and chuckled lightly.

"Do YOU have any goals for your alchemy?" he asked the girl.

Vincent chuckled once more.

"Children are so adorable at her age." he said to Garridan.

"But you wish to create organs to help people?" he asked her.

"A very noble goal." he said.

"A goal that will certainly help many people, should you succeed." he then added.

"I do hope she can do it." Garridan chimed in.

"To succeed in such an endeavour would be certainly wonderful."

Again, Vincent smiled.

"Of course." he said.

"One must never neglect their studies." her father then commented.

"You got through those books fairly quickly, as well." he then said to her.

"I suppose it's time for you to move onwards and upwards." he reasoned.

"See if you can't comprehend a level higher in reading."

"Goodbye, dear." Vincent replied as she left.

"...she's a darling child." he then said.

"She's been such a blessing to her mother and I." Garridan agreed.

"...." Vincent was then silent, seeming to have a wave of guilt wash over him.

"It's not your fault." Garridan said, seeming to know what was going through his friend's mind.

"It still feels like it is." Vincent replied.

"I sometimes wonder if those forbidden studies may actually be worth it..." he went on, which caused Garridan to raise an eyebrow curiously.

Vincent looked at the book, and raised an eyebrow.

'Hm...' he thought.

'Ethics in Alchemy: Borderline Formulae and Theories.' he read the title in his mind.

He looked at Reveka again, before piecing it together that she had to have gone through the text.

He sighed quietly, before clearing his throat a little.

"Reveka, might I speak with you, please?" he asked her.

Vincent felt his heart melt a little when he heard her voice again.

"Heh." he chuckled.

"Well, I noticed this book was in the stack of texts you've read." he told her, showing her the cover.

"There are some... very difficult things discussed in here." he went on, flipping through the pages again.

"Mostly, they seem to talk about how all the ideas in here should be avoided, even though, strictly speaking, they're not against any laws." he continued.

"Did they discuss anything you agreed with? Or disagreed with?" he asked her, wondering where her own personal moral compass was at this point in her life.

Vincent looked at the chapter she motioned to, and sighed.

"Indeed." he said.

"The business of reanimation and resurrection is... a very sticky wicket." he told her.

"Some say we should, some say we shouldn't, and both sides have very good reasons." he went on, shaking his head a little.

"I suppose it may lay on personal circumstances." he continued.

"But I wonder if perhaps we should let the dead rest..." he muttered, before pausing.

"Not to try and influence you, of course." he quickly told her.