He nods in appreciation. "I can't thank you two enough for all the work you've put into this project." He looks at his incorporeal, smokey body, and chuckles. "It'll be strange to have flesh again, after so many years of being a wraith. I wonder what it'll feel like...." He smiles, looking into the tank. "It's close enough. I'll take it, once it's finished anyway." He rests one black arm over the case. "Is there anything I could do for you and your lovely wife in return?" He tilts his head slightly in question, his ethereal hands still sorting around them. He subtly pulls away Ophion's mental fatigue, keeping him bright and alert.