“We need Xander to make something for us.” The guard laughs. “I don’t think so,” he says. “I’m not asking you to release Xander,” Cassia says. “We just need to give him the equipment and have him prepare the cure.” “And then what are you going to do with it?” another guard asks. “We’re going to give it to one patient,” she says. “Our patient. Ky.”
