Barnaby hadn't been sure of what to expect from tonight's announcement (if it could even be called that), but the Head Doctor's words about the strange symptoms made him grow still. Some of you will have the opportunity to experience the thrill of the hunt--losing volition and conscious thought, he'd said, tearing into and masticating your beloved friends and family, the very same behaviors native to our homegrown monsters.
The full weight of the explanation didn't quite sink in right away. In fact, Barnaby couldn't even say whether he trusted the man's word. Turning people in "monsters"? What did that entail, exactly? And how was that even possible? For all he knew, their captors were simply trying to incite suspicion among the patients here in order to further divide them.
He did, however, realize that he would need to better monitor his own health -- not to mention Kotetsu's. Maybe their mild aches and nausea from today were just a coincidence, but it was also possible the staff had induced them somehow. Barnaby's eyes narrowed, although he chose to keep his thoughts to himself for now.
Gavin, evidently, felt confident enough to venture out into the hall, and Barnaby sent him off with a polite good-bye. Their conversation from dinner still gave him a lot to consider, but he knew he needed to follow the man's example and finish preparing for tonight while he waited for his partner to arrive. Once he'd slipped into his real clothing and shrugged on his red jacket, Barnaby went about collecting whatever supplies they might need if they had time to explore later. As things stood now, though, Barnaby wondered if it would be better to spend a few minutes trying to get onto the same page, as far as their memories were concerned.
The thought made him more anxious than he liked, but there wasn't much helping that now.
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The full weight of the explanation didn't quite sink in right away. In fact, Barnaby couldn't even say whether he trusted the man's word. Turning people in "monsters"? What did that entail, exactly? And how was that even possible? For all he knew, their captors were simply trying to incite suspicion among the patients here in order to further divide them.
He did, however, realize that he would need to better monitor his own health -- not to mention Kotetsu's. Maybe their mild aches and nausea from today were just a coincidence, but it was also possible the staff had induced them somehow. Barnaby's eyes narrowed, although he chose to keep his thoughts to himself for now.
Gavin, evidently, felt confident enough to venture out into the hall, and Barnaby sent him off with a polite good-bye. Their conversation from dinner still gave him a lot to consider, but he knew he needed to follow the man's example and finish preparing for tonight while he waited for his partner to arrive. Once he'd slipped into his real clothing and shrugged on his red jacket, Barnaby went about collecting whatever supplies they might need if they had time to explore later. As things stood now, though, Barnaby wondered if it would be better to spend a few minutes trying to get onto the same page, as far as their memories were concerned.
The thought made him more anxious than he liked, but there wasn't much helping that now.