Mm. I didn't know him at all, but going by what the Professor said...

[ She tilts her head thoughtfully. ]

He died, I think.

[ In any other situation, she might have sounded comically casual. ]

Some sort of accident... or something like that. The Professor didn't really explain himself. He was just so angry and so sad.

[ She's hunched up small, chin resting on her knees, but now she grows tense her shoulders stiffen into a grim line. ]

I started trying to cheer him up. I told him... hardship helps humans to grow. They form bonds and communities with each other through it... and it helps their ties to each other grow stronger and deeper. I thought he'd be happy about it... because that'd mean he could be with the pretty lab assistant he loved so much. But when I said it, he went so, so quiet. And then...

[ For a moment, Lambda is quiet too. But then she speaks up in a voice eerily unlike her own, an unsettlingly close approximation of someone else's cold anger, grief, disbelief – a whole cocktail of emotions she'll never come close to understanding. ]

He asked me "Did you do this?".