The only tyrant that Victor has ever known has been the fervent oppression of his passions, not to mention the ever-harsh poverty that follows him around because he's been unable to make his studies known. His wry smile is an echo of these thoughts as he regards the not-Elizabeth and affords her a proper nod of his head. "How do you do?" he properly greets her.

"I'm from a time when the world is only beginning to burn with gas lamps and electricity is a drudging thing in England, to my great disadvantage. But the exploration is possible and I am a man of science and poetry. There is much for me to do and much to discover."