"You think me selfish?" The man looks a sleepy mix of wounded and perplexed, a hand resting on his chest. "I only came to fuller understandings of my goals and the inner workings of the universe when I went to the School of Bergynwerth! Surrounded by like-minded peers. And I founded Mensis with the same in spirit; to continue our collective research.

"Working alone only came about under..." there's a conspicuously long pause now, Micolash looking to mentally drift off for a time, eyes frozen wide and unblinking. Recalling something, perhaps. There's a few twitches of individual fingers along with the silence. "...unforeseen circumstances. I'd thought the rest would be coming with me in more...serviceable form."