"Well...we try it and if it doesn't work, then we try something different."

Wilson heard the words come from his mouth a split second before the context in which he usually spoke those words rolled over his mind. Usually, he was saying something like that to the Stage III and Stage IV patients who came through his door, looking for miracles.

In the beginning stages, he always tried to be honest with them but at the same time, gave them the confirmation that they would try everything to keep them from dying.

Especially when talking to the children.

Pausing for a long breath, Wilson quickly shuffered the wayward, fractured memories back into the shadows, turning then to smile at Duce.

"So, we have good information to contact you at with the results? Or for help in case things get...complicated?"