His head snaps up. "How can this be? Of all who knew me, none survived..." A thought crosses his mind. "But for the man in the ship. I know not how long my creator was with him, nor how much was spoken. Yet, for all that must have been told, I cannot see why any man would wish to be near me, having heard my creator's account of me. I am sure no matter how fiendish and monstrous I am in truth, his own words would render me moreso, an hundredfold."