Relius Clover
Relius took his hand off of his chin and perked up, unconsciously moving closer to the screen. It seemed she was programmed with much more autonomy than Ignis and far more deductive reasoning skills. In that case, this farce was pointless.
I see, so the emotions work to ensure loyalty, allowing for increased intelligence. he thought, turning around and walking out of the room.
As he made his way up the spiral staircase, there was a strange feeling boiling at the pit of Relius's stomach, a feeling that forced a frown to his face. Could it be... envy, jealousy? No, it was a challenge. He would uncover the secrets of this doll and make it his own. He would have to thank her original creator for this lovely distraction.
Meanwhile, Ignis vanished in a flash of purple light and a small boom echoed through the store. "Yes my dear, this is my wife," he said, his voice ringing with pride. "I have to admit, while the test was inconclusive, I am impressed none the less. Who was your master before you arrived here?"