Oh, listen, Bhamba's talking about doing horrible things to Alex's brain. It's actually a relief to have a dose of normality here.

So he gives it his attention as he walks carefully towards the nearby room door and opens it. A closet will give him new glasses. Water. New clothes. He needs clean clothes. He needs to clean his mouth. (Maybe he bit his tongue. Lost teeth. That makes sense. That'd explain it.)

"What, did only most of the people die in testing?"