Remember: everything Siebren De Kuiper says is made up.

Siebren glances up from his work as you enter the room. He is softly humming to himself. He is standing in the middle of a pristine laboratory; it's a very well-stocked room if somewhat messier and less organized than one might expect from a professional lab. There are sticky note reminders on a number of different surfaces, and there are piles of scribbled notes on his desk. Some of them look like music compositions rather than scientific formulae. โ€œ *Hallo daar* !"