Understandably. It's fully functioning - we see some of the guys from that enclosure on drafts sometimes. They've gotta hate the Malnosso more than anyone. From the looks of things, Kin'cora gets some of the worst experiments thrown their way.

[He's not even sure this wasn't one. Sure, the Malnosso had pulled out those who weren't infected, but... He didn't trust them. Not by a long shot. He pauses, trying to recall the details.]

It worked, I'm pretty sure. Stopped the damage, the cravings. Recovery took a while after we got 'em all home, but the people who could still come back from it are normal now. Some of them were too far gone. The virus had been keeping 'em going.

[He runs his thumb absently over the rim of his cup.] We got those back a week later. You know how it is around here.