Panel 1: From inside the room, silhouettes of the two scientists are visible through the glass of the small window.

Brown-haired scientist: You really think he’ll be able to navigate a live fire exercise when he’s never even seen another one of his own kind?

Panel 2: The blonde-haired scientist, close up on her face, in profile: You’d be amazed what can happen if you use the right stimulus. He’s got great problem solving skills, and his critical thinking skills are on par with someone in their 20s. He’ll figure it out.

Panel 3: The brown-haired scientist looks upset, and points at his clipboard, which he is holding up so his colleague can see it.

Brown-haired scientist: He can’t even communicate though! And we’ve measured more aggression in the lab mice than we have with 23-3!

Panel 4: Looking through the window into the room, from a slightly shifted angle, we can now see the back of a creature sitting on the edge of the bed. It is kangaroo-like, with long ears and a long tail ending in a plume of fur. It is wearing teal hospital-style scrubs, the same color as the bedding. Its ears droop plaintively.

Blonde: That’s his downfall, and that’s what we’ll be working on…or will be, as soon as we get him eating again. How long has he been like this?

Brown-haired: This is the second week we’ve seen him eat less than fifty percent of his normal observed intake. Never mind the food intake, he just spends his days on his bed, staring into the one-way over in the corner Poor guy… I think he’s starting to give up. Calway is concerned, though Tolio couldn’t give a shit.