'Alright I'll return to my quarters now if that's alright, unless you have some sort of quarantine procedure' Mol said and prepared to leave. Mol walked back to his room and sat, deep in thought. He had some ideas of what he would do but he needed to prepare first. It was obvious that he wouldn't be able to gain anyone's help in the matter so he was thinking of ways he would solve this himself. For the moment he needed to rest and think this over, so he lied his head on his pillow and rested, thinking.