Gin would be quiet for several moments while he listened to the others speak, but that was mostly due to him devouring his three slices of sausage packed pizza in the matter of a minute and a half. He practically inhaled it. Anyone with even the slightest bit of an ability to sense could likely feel anger just rolling off of him in waves. It was rare to actually be able to sense such a thing from him, after all. He did so well to control himself most of the time! Though the only thing to actually indicate something was up would be his eating. He ate a lot when something was bothering him. Without even skipping a beat though he reaches for his undercooked hamburgers with full intent to start eating them. But he stops short of a few inches from his mouth, finally speaking.

"Be weary of any of the new medical staff. In fact, just avoid them all together if you can help it." His voice sounded a bit rough, his ears finally going flat against his head. "Its like... they are observing us as test subjects. Slowly cutting things off, making it just a bit more dangerous, waiting for something big to happen. I can't even get any of my medical books anymore, they don't even want me going to my class for more than fifteen minutes opposed to the usual half a day." He grumbles, giving his head a good shake before he sucks in a sharp breath, slowly exhaling. 

"We need to keep a close eye on those with more dangerous and unstable mutations. The rarer ones as well." Gin says this, giving a weary one-eyed look towards Connor and Rose. Though with that, he falls silent again, quickly digging into his undercooked burger with a low groan of slight contentment. His ears even start to perk back up, a small sign that he had calmed down a bit. But it was quite obvious he was still on edge.