[h1][color=gray]Elias Winzer[/color][/h1]
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“If you were under the impression we [i]killed them[/i], you’re wrong.” Eli said to Ursula, “Somniatis has cells of agents working around the clock keeping your families isolated and doped on amnesiacs on a mediated basis. They’re none the wiser that you’re gone and they won’t realize how long it’s been when you get back.”

Ursula's lip curled, confusion washing over her features in a wave, "So you're saying... You've doped them? Like, hardcore coma doping?" Her hand went to her forehead and she shook in disbelief, "Is... Is that even legal? Is that- no, that doesn't matter. All I need to know is if they are okay. Will I be able to see them?"

"Yes." Eli responded, "They are [i]fine[/i]. We know their medical records and we're careful with the dosages."

"But," she reached out, gripping his arm and pulling weakly, "Will I be able to [i]see[/i] them? Just to ease my worries?"

"Not until we're done here."

For a moment her eyes widen, before she dons a look akin to a hurt kitten. She nods, sullen expression dropping to the floor. "Y-yeah. Okay. Not until we're done. Just as long as you say they are alright."

"They are. Trust me."

Ursula’s detached her hand from Eli’s arm. He passed by her, returning to the console.