Bab 422: Fake blood

Hearing Gary pleading with his voice, Numba stared out the door to see if anyone was coming their way. He slowly closed the door and kept his back against it, so he could buy them a few seconds if anyone did try and come in.

“Gary, what are you talking about? You're not seriously trying to pass my blood off as your own, are you?” Numba asked. “You seem normal enough, so what is even the point of that?”

It was a confusing thing to do. Gary was behaving like his normal self. Even if he might be someone who could get easily angered, that wasn’t the same as being a crazed Altered, so there had to be another reason for that. Perhaps he was just not feeling well, but in that case, why not just tell the nurses that so they could test him another day?