Oh no. You're not wrong. I was being sarcastic. [She clarifies.] We're not pets. We're lab rats. And I mean, it says as much on the tin. Even if the language is a bit, "Welcome to the place you weren't invited to didn't want to show up for to engage in oh-so-fun activities that relate to plagues".

[She remembers what it was like during the war. The reason she doesn't have a wife anymore is because even for something with a brain as neatly structured as theirs, her wife couldn't compartmentalize what their 'lab rats' went through.]

[She takes a sip of her coffee.]

I'll let you know if my blood starts boiling. So far, so good.