Lilith rubs her head, sick of hearing Shaka belittle her for the smallest things. The fluorescent lights of the lab hum overhead, casting harsh shadows across the metal worktables.

"Get off my back Shaka," she says, the sound of her frustration mixing with the whirring of nearby equipment. "I don't need someone pestering about what's right or wrong. Just because you're the 'embodiment of good' and I'm the 'embodiment of evil' doesn't mean I can't do good at all-"

Shaka stops Lilith's rant by clapping twice, the sudden loud noise making her jump in surprise. He turns to her, lowering his face to meet the now growing angry Lilith.

"It wouldn't matter what's what and who's who," he says firmly. "You cannot do good as much as I can do evil, it's physically impossible. Just accept the fact Lilith."

The comment pisses Lilith off further until she finally snaps after all this time. She can't hold back her anger any longer from Shaka's degrading and hurtful words about her being Vegapunk's evil embodiment.

"I've had it up to here!" she shouts, throwing her hands up in angry exaggeration. "I don't care about who can't do this and that!"

Before she can attack with a punch to his mask, Vegapunk puts a hand on her shoulder, pulling her back into a hallway for a private conversation.

"My dear Lilith, understand that you're my evil intentions, but to me, you certainly aren't evil," he says, patting her on the back. "Don't let them get into your head. Your actions will make your voice heard."

Lilith forces a smile for Dr. Vegapunk but remains angry as she walks off. The malicious aura of her anger scares some scientists, but the only one concerned for her wellbeing slowly follows her towards her destination at a careful distance.