During the drive, Mike and Benjamin filled Mitch in. He wasn't overly enthusiastic about it - especially after Mike mentioned the mission with Gaia in which he had to do a ritual he had learned that same day - but at least he had a better idea of what they were doing now.
He didn't tell them anything about his job.

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The guards looked at the boy. "You're a fish; a water tank is enough for you," one of them grumbled. 
"You should be glad you're not put on the 4th floor," another muttered, only to be poked with an elbow by the first and a look that held a silent warning to stop speaking. 

Lily walked from room to room to see what her darlings were doing. Gaia and Rose were boring to observe now, so she let her underlings do that. She went to the last window and watched the meditating Steph. 
She was joined by her assistant. "Doctor, I was informed the boy in the tank wants his own room."
"Ugh, I don't care about him," she stated. "Do I look like a marine biologist? I don't know why they bother me with it, let one of the other scientists handle him."
"He was appointed to you," the assistant reminded her.
"He's just a boring siren-boy. I'm busy with my darlings now. Prepare a... I don't know, a swimming pool for him or something, with some land and some playthings. A climbing frame and a swing or something. Don't boys like that?"
The assistant promised to take care of it and left.

[hr]

The doctor who was trying to treat Daz noticed the blood drip from his mouth.
"I'm going to take him into surgery to see if I can find the intenal bleeding and stop it," he said to the agent.
The agent nodded. "We thank you for your help. The world needs to see her true form."
He took his phone to relay all the information to Mr Johnson.