"They're biting people here?" Joly managed to be distracted enough by that thought, that he momentarily paused, eyes widening as he stared at Courfeyrac. He supposed he had expected brutal but, somehow that little fact went beyond the idea of shooting or stabbing someone, or drugging them into a sleep that lead to death. He was not comfortable with the first two options, and felt a burden with the last, and did not expect it here, but it was less unsettling than the idea of someone dying slowly, over time, from an infected human bite.
"Human bites are far more dangerous than animal, having a greater chance of..." He began, sounding much more like a textbook than himself. It threatened to go on, really, but for the fact Courfeyrac had actually asked a question there, and he could practically FEEL whatever they had put inside him and...
"The thing. They put a thing into me with some sort of syringe. It's Pascal's Law is what it is, in application, there was talk of doing it with needles, in some classes, as a thing we may come across in future, it was said that some forms of it might work against the cholera, infusing fluid directly but never putting THINGS into a person. I would say that is quite RUDE as a way to go."
"Not that I expected them to ask, I suppose, given the rules of the game here, but some kind of information. It would be good to know my chances with this thing, and since I do not... What if it is going to kill me? What if there is some kind of poison involved there that does not react to the rest of you? Or what if it has killed someone already. Would anyone know if something else happened to finish them off? If it had already made them weak, and set up for a kill..."
It could be some sort of aided selection process, couldn't it? Joly was reasonably sure now that such was the case, and even though he tried to breathe? It was not exactly happening right now. At least he was not shouting during his little panic. He knew full well how THAT was going to be a terrible idea, even if the rest of him was doing, well, none too well, actually.
"Why else would they do this?" He added, shaking his head, and wishing, really, there were something to bang it against to make the rushing thoughts just stop for now.
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"Human bites are far more dangerous than animal, having a greater chance of..." He began, sounding much more like a textbook than himself. It threatened to go on, really, but for the fact Courfeyrac had actually asked a question there, and he could practically FEEL whatever they had put inside him and...
"The thing. They put a thing into me with some sort of syringe. It's Pascal's Law is what it is, in application, there was talk of doing it with needles, in some classes, as a thing we may come across in future, it was said that some forms of it might work against the cholera, infusing fluid directly but never putting THINGS into a person. I would say that is quite RUDE as a way to go."
"Not that I expected them to ask, I suppose, given the rules of the game here, but some kind of information. It would be good to know my chances with this thing, and since I do not... What if it is going to kill me? What if there is some kind of poison involved there that does not react to the rest of you? Or what if it has killed someone already. Would anyone know if something else happened to finish them off? If it had already made them weak, and set up for a kill..."
It could be some sort of aided selection process, couldn't it? Joly was reasonably sure now that such was the case, and even though he tried to breathe? It was not exactly happening right now. At least he was not shouting during his little panic. He knew full well how THAT was going to be a terrible idea, even if the rest of him was doing, well, none too well, actually.
"Why else would they do this?" He added, shaking his head, and wishing, really, there were something to bang it against to make the rushing thoughts just stop for now.