[ What else would you call bringing back the dead from bits and pieces but a success? What else could he see doing it again, proof that the first wasn't a fluke. His first had killed the second, that was true. He did it out of jealousy and rage and anger towards his maker. But the third...The first had demanded it of him. He would never have made Lily had the Creature not threatened those he cared for.

But that, that he's no different from...From whom? Who else would do what he did. Victor know of no one alive that can do it. He alone knows the secret to the science. He wants to know.]

I thought you were him. He was growing impatient with me because I would not go fast enough to make her. [And now...now Victor is still nervous.] And you, you are just like those small minds that put some great weight to a corpse. Untouchable outside the strictest of guidelines and the tightest of scrutiny. Nothing gets done. Nothing is learned. It's not heresy and it's not desecration of the sacred. [After all, what Victor has done could very well land him in prison] It is science. It is progress.