"Well, I'd hardly call them [i]my[/i] scientists." The old man pretended to be disgruntled at the thought of Hunter and Brianna. "Oh... Yes, the short girl with the freckles?" He'd only ever seen images of the subject. It had been incredibly troublesome of her to somehow make an escape. There was currently an examination of what had transpired. Obviously the girl had needed to had help in order to escape in a truck, but it was yet to be discovered who had disappeared that day. It wasn't like the facility was a totalitarian regime. "We sent her home after taking some blood!" He smiles at Ambrose. "Unfortunately for you, she got the good scientists who did things right."