"Why did you help me?" Leon asked.
The little girl looked at the glass touching her neck and realized Leon was serious about killing her if she didn't answer.
"I… I think you have the wrong idea. I did not particularly help you or something. As I told you before, I am a scientist that researches bioweapons. And when I saw your wound heal, I just wanted to research it."
"So… technically, I did what I did, but for my personal gain. Now, I have a perfect healing serum, but I can't test it on someone because my license is disbarred," the little replied.
"Give me the formula of the red goo. I need it when I have surgery," he said in a raspy voice.
"I don't have it with me, and believe me, it takes a month to create it. Because we have to follow each and every process carefully, then we have to set it at the right temperature and keep a close eye on it. That this was just one step. There are 12 steps, and it's a long process," she asserted.
