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I can assure you, Doctor, I would not expect you to divulge all of your life's secrets at one fell swoop, so to speak. And I can appreciate that you do not expect the same of me.
[An attempt at reassurance. He might ask questions but he certainly doesn't expect an answer to all of them, only the ones she might be comfortable answering. He nods, listening to her explanation of her Sanctuary, his lips pursed thoughtfully.]
From your description, Sanctuary is an apt title for your work, offering safe harbor to those who would seek protection. Abnormals, are they all mutated humanoids or is there more? Alien species, perhaps?