[A grim reality, to be too late to save some, but it was a truth he was more familiar with. Almost comfortable with, in lieu of this too-perfect Luceti. Lips pressed together in a thoughtful line, he nodded, eyes darting from a nondescript point on the wall to Bucky's face.]

They've still got this vaccine, I hope? As a contingency plan in case this comes at us again. I am not claiming to be an expert or anything of the sort regarding that, but it seems smar-- heh. Y'know, I think I'm taking this way too seriously. The Malnosso seem the type to keep throwing new things at people, not the same old.

Nothing that we can properly plan for at least.