"More blood..." Brianna nods slowly. "Sibling blood. That would be a first for the lab." Her face lights up and she smiles at Hunter. "That could be the last piece of the puzzle. It could perfect the formula!" She narrows her eyes at Ambrose. "Even in this state, we might be able to get information out of him about where he came from..." She sizes up Hunter. "Do you consider yourself an interrogator?" She lets Ambrose carry on as he pleases.
Ambrose looks at his hand, now stained with blood. He goes over to the bed, wiping it on the sheets and pillow. "Rain rain go away, come again some other day." He whispers. "Ptelea!" He shouts loudly. "Don't go! Stay in the house....House is safe. Mom, dad... Dad, don't let her go." He looks around frantically before sitting in a corner and begins rocking back and forth. "I saw it! I saw what you did!" He looks over at Brianna and Hunter. "Lies! Everyone lies to me. You all lie!"