|Subject:||Didn't Taste Like Chicken|
I need a report on 37's condition in my TranScribe asap. Either that psycho's the luckiest prisoner in orbit, or worse, we've got some problem in what we're feeding the Typhon - and that can't happen again. Morgan said something about wanting to question 37, but that's low priority - he was practically unresponsive before. If nothing pans out I'm going prep 37 for an encephalectomy.