[He switches to private, though it seems pointless. They're still listening.]

[He knew he needed to shut up, but really, of everyone here only Natalia and Sharon would understand what he was talking about. The creatures in the woods, whoever was controlling them, didn't just let him survive, it wasn't a fluke, they weren't surprised by his healing factor; they'd tested a little, maybe had a laugh, and then decided that was enough. Everything was controlled, his clothes had been torn up a bit, but he'd been more than fine, and he was positive he hadn't been knocked out because of something combat-related.]

The only time I've... experienced shit like that, Nat. I was hooked up in a lab.