The thought of Ivan depending on Paris the whole time he was created. The thought of him just leaning on Paris to carry him to bed, or leaning on him to cook, to remind himself that he is still human no matter how much lives he'd taken indirectly due to all the other creation's he'd meticulously made makes me sick. I mean, that man was isolated af. No friends, the people hated him, his sister would've probably not really wanted to talk to him from the disappearance of her child, his family unknown, he lives alone, so it's hard to think he'd have any basic contact towards people at all. Just the chastising and the constant whispers around him. It's hard for me to say, but seeing as Paris was most likely his only companion that time... He'd definitely had depended on the dummy more than he liked to do so. Adding a little more to the guilt he feels since deep down, his wrong-placed kindness still holds paternal feeling to the things he creates, especially when Paris told him that the others probably didn't attack him because they held such a deep admiration towards him. Ouu I'm sick... I'm so sick y'all.... sobs sobs...