The man's smile faded slightly, and he curled his lips. "You're quite protective, aren't you?"

Not wasting words, Wilfred brushed past him and entered the facility, with Karina following closely.

As they passed, the man leaned in toward Karina and murmured in a low voice, "I just wonder if the one being protected is actually worth it."

Karina stopped in her tracks, glancing back at him as they reached the elevator.

He raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised that she turned around.

She met his gaze and said evenly, "Why don't you wait and see?"

Ignoring the sudden spark in the man's eyes, she stepped into the elevator and took a deep breath.

Wilfred glanced at her briefly as she lagged behind but said nothing.

*

hospital-issued pajamas, the patient moved about within a severely limited range-about five steps from the bed to the washroom, no more than ten or so in total. The

bedside lamp, and a

red dots blinked. Surveillance cameras monitored

the monitor, she couldn't help but scoff. "Keeping someone in a room like this? It's a wonder they haven't gone insane yet." Wilfred glanced

he had wanted to intervene, he couldn't. Every choice required a group vote, and

that ultraviolet rays from

lips curled in a faint,

such nonsense had come from a

absurd! Even for research, you can't just treat someone like this. This isn't curing

entertained the wild thought of breaking

quickly grounded her. It wasn't just impossible. It would implicate Wilfred

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