A weak hand reached for the water as he brought it to his lips, completely parched, Alek swallowed a bit gluttonously until it dribbled down his chin. For a moment Alek just took stock, accounted for the rampant synapses that had been stitched back together by the woman in front of him. The Future as so many had called her, Alek had had a few names for her, none of them kind, but he could see it now. He used to think that changing the world meant burning it down and starting from scratch, but those were the thoughts of a deranged monster too strung out on power to know right from wrong. Alek didn't really know where he was going to go from here, what his future looked like, but Sanem had shown him that they could make mistakes and still find a way to come back from them.
Changing the world didn't start with a fire, sometimes it was just taking a look at what had been broken. Alek was just one person, one of many that Sanem would undoubtedly go on to help. Thanks to her, Alek had the rest of his life to figure out how he could live up to, or put to rest the moniker of Harbinger. "Better." Alek said simply, his thoughts were clear for the first time in almost a year. "A lot better, yeah."
Alek had been another lost soul when he had been brought to her. Recently bitten with a lack of guidance to who or what he should be. He had hated himself, had lived within the shadow of another, and had wanted so desperately for something more. And Sanem had been reckless. She had wanted so badly to prove that she could push the Eye into a future where humans would find no fear. That they could be the orchestrators of the world. And what better way than to have a volatile on a leash. She'd had her leech, her chimera... Alek had simply been the last upon her checklist. She had not cared for anything beyond her own research, even if that meant the lycan was sent into a frenzy. Into what he had become when he'd escaped his leash.
"Good, I'm glad," she mused, before she moved to take up the chart that she had created for him. All the research that she had ever written down in relation to him was there, in a folder that Alek could keep. Or destroy. It was all of it, left for him to do as he pleased without the fear of another following in her footsteps. "You may experience some lingering effects, moments of what you were trying to fight their way back in. It's a product of the brain, but it won't change you." She explained, as she wrote more notes within his chart. Information for the next individual, should he need more supervision. Should another need to take up the place that she would vacate. "I won't be here for much longer," she soon stated, his chart closed before she set it aside. "But I will always be there if you need me. Day or night, whenever."


















