Rab lifted his head when he heard the door open. He slowly stood, his face neutral as the pitiful looking man was shown into the room. Kylr left quickly, and he took two steps forward.
"Mortimer... how nice of you to come," he said with a growl, "It seems that the virus you created worked very well. But... I think you forgot something!" At that, he rolled up his sleeve, showing the faint pox marks on his arm. "Explain!"