Just because Caedra has been talked into letting the people at the lab collect the Door fragments doesn't mean she likes it. Letting go of something so powerful, letting other people keep an eye on them, trusting them to keep them away from the false gods - none of it sits well with her.

The others leave. Caedra remains, arms folded over her chest as she meets the gaze of what she's always taken to be just a particularly small dragonborn. One from an interesting world, too - for as she's come to find, anything that isn't 'Earth' is fairly unique here. And didn't this one say she had built an intelligent golem of some sort?

Those questions can come later. For now, Caedra's black eyes fix on the little creature. "You're Alphys, right? What's your plan for those?" she asks, tipping her head slightly in the direction of the boxes. "Everyone seems content to let you study them. What does that involve?"