"Pardon me." There he goes again, walking through the town bumping into people. It wasn't like him to be clumsy, but in the end he was used to people around him being aware of him right eye's blindness. When he was working in the lab, they would make sure that they weren't approaching from his right side. He was currently back home on a break. It wasn't just a break, it was due to Dell Conagher being swamped with working on the field. Nikolaus also didn't want to be Vitamin D deficient like a shut-in, and always took a week or less off in order to keep himself in a healthier shape. He could have revived the sight in his right eye with the help of his younger half brother's catalyst gene, but the boy was already aging fast enough due to it that he didn't want to take what he had left away from him. The faster he got his brother's status reverted, the best it would be for the both of them. At least, that was what Nikolaus had planned for the two. A future which was brighter than the past they held from the war infestation.
"Damn it." Nikolaus muttered under his breath as he placed his hand over his right eye. There he stood, stopped in the middle of the street in this small town he called home. It wasn't his birth home, but it might as had well be. He always felt better when he was around his step mother, so when she left him in her will to keep her home upon her sudden death, Nikolaus took it as his duty to keep it perfect and unharmed. "Tch..." His right eye wasn't numb, it was there, but having to see only half of what the average human being saw was quite the irritation. He took a grip of his groceries tightly in his hands so that he didn't end up throwing them across the street from the mounted frustration and stress. "...hm..." He sighed before calming himself down, he wasn't that unprofessional. Conagher had told him to count down if people in the town kept bumping into him. That man knew him better than he knew himself because whenever he counted down, his nerve would reconstruct itself to being steel strong again.
Taking a deep breath, Nikolaus continued his way carefully back to his home. The home where he would be all alone until he went back to an underground lab where he again: would be alone. He had the hybrid tests to talk to, but they were quickly moved to another lab under The Well in order to keep them safe and hidden. Nikolaus missed human contact, the only person he had to talk to was Conagher and rarely Blutarch Mann. Sometimes he got calls from the Administrator to see if he was alive and well in the process of having the plan ready and on the right track. No one else really wanted to talk to him. It also didn't help the fact that everyone believed that he was dead. Who wouldn't have? His death was publicly announced and added onto his permanent record. It was for the good of the plan he held for the future. He was known in town as "Dr. Klaus G. Ehrlichmann", although many avoided him because he was known to be rarely home. It also didn't help that he was German who had moved into a rather rural English town where they only remembered the Germans as of recent for being majority known as Nazi Germany.
He closed the door behind him and walked towards the kitchen to place his groceries onto the table. He never had visitors due to those past facts. No patients to heal, no neighbors to really talk to. He was basically a ghost who seemed to be haunting a house that nobody wanted to approach.
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