Ah, wording. It would forever be a foot-hurdle with those she needed to explain things to. She glanced upward for a moment, gathering her thoughts. "Whether or not you believe me on other things, this is guaranteed. The staff," she gestured to the front of the bus where the few nurses watching them sat. "Are civilians. And things that have happened--" For example, the nurses turning into monsters. "--Have led us to the conclusion that they're simply doing what their job entails. Whatever happens, it's Landel, his personal associates, and his superiors that are behind it, not simply the staff at large."

A digression, but one she felt that she had to make. As obnoxious as the staff could be, offering hate and resentment to them was a folly, and a waste of one's energy. But she still had a question to answer. "...To answer you, though, it's half-likely. I wasn't here for the first incident, but the buses broke down before reaching the institute, and the people on them were attacked. The second time, when we were trapped in town, was of another's design." Alec Doyle, the dead man walking, if things on the bulletin were to be believed. Having the patient body trapped in town would certainly make Landel let down his guard enough to be attacked, she supposed.

"Basically," she finished. "If we leave by day's end, things should be fine, if patterns are to be held." She did not know if Barnaby had encountered any of the monsters yet, and saying that nighttime was their time would be seen as insane more than likely at this point in transition.