Re: Michael
Renwick returned the handshake and beckoned Michael to take a seat on the leather chair in the centre of the room. He bolted the door behind him and took a seat on a stool next to the examination chair. "Lets cut to it shall we?" Renwick said, presenting Michael with the same contract he had offered the others.
"If you wanna participate in my research, you're gonna have to sign this magically bindin' contract giving me permission to use your bodily fluids and try the odd cure on you and stuff like that. It's all normal, just so we can prove to people that I'm not forcin' you, and you can prove to people that you're participatin' and all that." He offered Michael a quill and a smile. "You in?"