Proof of Immortality

I don't care about my prototype. She can live on her pathetic life. I only need Herbert.
He is destined to great things. I understand it, and he does, too. I don't need you to understand.
Anyway, the puzzlement on your faces looks amusing. I wonder what else your faces can look like.
You see... Herbert's real name is not Herbert. He is Charles, I'm sure you have heard of him. Charles de Doucer, the scientist who turned away from Tep.
He devoted his life to the search of perfection. And now he found... me!
I! I will grant him perfection! And you will turn into ashes if you stand in our way.

Weirrrd things are happening... Elena is not Elena, zoor?

That was one good fight, eysh! I hope next time she sends someone bigger!
But what in the name of Golases was that thing? I don't remember seeing anything like it here on Ferris. Maybe it's a new kind of a tin can, zoor?
No... It must be something different. Mark my words, kylys - this hunhurr will bite us in the tail! Watch out.