Wily felt some sort of accomplishment from the boy's show of respect. He finished sketching the shaded upper arms of the robot when he heard the boy speak up again, commenting on his makeshift blueprints. Panic was briefly visible on the doctor's face, before disappearing. His ego expanded slightly at the compliment about his plans. Perhaps he could draw the boy's attention away from the sketches, and brag about his accomplishments while doing so.

Putting the makeshift blueprints in his coat, Wily turned to the boy. "A roboticist, precisely," Wily responded. "Second place for the World Technology Award, created many robots with unique personalities, and cured a robot virus." He neglected to mention that many of those robots were for world domination purposes, or that he was the one who made that virus.