Dylan's not entirely sure just what his scans would look like. He's never needed to hide what he is. The human population of the Commonwealth was largely genetically enhanced in one way or another, and the idea of the High Guard refusing to enlist someone on that basis would have been laughable. But in this world, in this time, it's not, and Dylan's eyes are keen as he watches Julian, even as he takes another sip of the coffee.
"I appreciate you telling me." He's used to being greeted with more suspicion than Julian's shown him, and it's nice for someone to actually trust him without trying to double-cross and bluff him. "I can't pretend I like the idea of hiding what I am, but it's got to be even harder for you."
This is, after all, Julian's world. If not his time. And in Dylan's world, the only comments he gets about his genetic background are from Nietzscheans refusing to believe he's not part Nietzschean just because he can kick their asses.
Nobody looked twice at a Heavy Worlder in the High Guard.
Julian's not just here for his confession, though; he's good on the promised history of genetic enhancement in this world that he'd offered to give in a less public setting when they met in medbay. And the history lesson makes more sense understanding how and why Julian knows all of this.
Dylan considers himself fairly open minded. Not judgmental. Willing to hear a thing out before he comes to any conclusions. But even so, his expression darkens as he listens to Julian, his mouth tightening and a hint of a frown creasing the middle of his brow.
"And because of that, they've banned genetic engineering."
Different timeline. Different history. Maybe even different reasons. But some of that sounds far too familiar for comfort.
A devastating conflict with millions of casualties caused by genetically enhanced believers in eugenics?
Yeah. That hits a little close to home to a man who lost everything because of the Nietzschean Uprising. And ... he can see why this world reacted in that way.
"Sounds like they've never had much reason to think kindly of it."
Hell. He's had his moments when it comes to Nietzscheans. He's probably killed more Nietzscheans than any other man around, though it wasn't by choice. Or out of hatred, whatever his personal feelings sometimes are.
"How much did Trance tell you about me and the history of our world?"
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"I appreciate you telling me." He's used to being greeted with more suspicion than Julian's shown him, and it's nice for someone to actually trust him without trying to double-cross and bluff him. "I can't pretend I like the idea of hiding what I am, but it's got to be even harder for you."
This is, after all, Julian's world. If not his time. And in Dylan's world, the only comments he gets about his genetic background are from Nietzscheans refusing to believe he's not part Nietzschean just because he can kick their asses.
Nobody looked twice at a Heavy Worlder in the High Guard.
Julian's not just here for his confession, though; he's good on the promised history of genetic enhancement in this world that he'd offered to give in a less public setting when they met in medbay. And the history lesson makes more sense understanding how and why Julian knows all of this.
Dylan considers himself fairly open minded. Not judgmental. Willing to hear a thing out before he comes to any conclusions. But even so, his expression darkens as he listens to Julian, his mouth tightening and a hint of a frown creasing the middle of his brow.
"And because of that, they've banned genetic engineering."
Different timeline. Different history. Maybe even different reasons. But some of that sounds far too familiar for comfort.
A devastating conflict with millions of casualties caused by genetically enhanced believers in eugenics?
Yeah. That hits a little close to home to a man who lost everything because of the Nietzschean Uprising. And ... he can see why this world reacted in that way.
"Sounds like they've never had much reason to think kindly of it."
Hell. He's had his moments when it comes to Nietzscheans. He's probably killed more Nietzscheans than any other man around, though it wasn't by choice. Or out of hatred, whatever his personal feelings sometimes are.
"How much did Trance tell you about me and the history of our world?"