That might be why. Faustite wasn't knowledgeable about crystals the way the Queen was, nor did he have a strict interest in them. If there was a to-do with cross compatibility, that was more in her wheelhouse than his.
He felt even more estranged from the conversation when she brought up nuclear, about which he knew less than nothing. He was still confused about when his brother told him that someone exposed to nuclear substances didn't glow in the dark. How was that possible? Faustite didn't know.
But he still wanted to bully this one for shooting him. She deserved it. And if that bullying proved constructive, who could blame him? These assholes were otherwise just draining Negaverse resources and providing no value despite their lengthy stay on earth.
"Cadet Rhysi," he echoed. "Expect to see progress reports on your research on monthly intervals. You can address them to General-King Faustite. Leave them with my secretary; it looks exactly like me, but is youma." Hopefully Headache had the good sense to make her miserable each time she dropped by, especially if those progress reports contained no progress has been made, or something like that.
"Shoot me again and I'll cut off your hands." Satisfied with his goodbye, Faustite turned and vanished in step.
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