[The calm done, the knife. He got hit by one of those moths. The first thing he'd done upon arriving had been cataloging the plants with the help of his assistants and the other scientists - but it had taken Alex to note the connection between the moths and the plants. At least to him.

He shifts the plants across his chest and arms, an instinctive reflex, before he gestures.]

No. I'm afraid this isn't your compound. Something has happened, and it might be shocking. My name is Alec, we...worked together. Here.