"So, 'member how we fought this REALLY nasty fella back in R-Corp? Big giant fuckin' robot dude who was all kinds of mutated?"
"Oh, yeah, Shockley!" Max nods along with Clover. "Frankly he was kinda disappointing to fight compared to everything else."

"Oh, what about that evil fucked up murderer abno?" Clover snaps his fingers. "That was somethin' else."
"Kiara told me a lot about that guy. Apparently they got a really cool knife out of it, huh?"

"Haa. Hey, remember when she had to fix your casino because you were just BLEEDING money for no reason?" Max throws a light jab at Clover's shoulder.
"Haaa. D-don't remind me." He lowers his hat in a desperate attempt to hide his bright red cheeks.

The three of them continue to ramble about all sorts of adventures. Stories about tracking down and murdering syndicates, stories of hunting anomalies to help them out, even some personal stories that you can clearly tell are only meant for the anomaly's ears and no one else's.

The more they talk, the more of the miasma floods their lungs. It's clear this is hurting them as much as it's probably helping Nicole but this is the best option you can think of short notice.

>83!

The anomaly collapses to the floor. Everyone scrambles around to check on its condition and, to be quite honest, it's not looking too great.
Its breathing has slowed down to the point where you can hardly tell if it's still alive or not. A single pink eye constantly flicks between the various people surrounding it as if it's not sure who to focus on. A low, wheezing cough crackles out of its mouth. Thick, rubbery spittle and blood splatters onto the floor with every breath it takes.

"I'm. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. i. i'm hurting all of you. i. i can see it in your eyes. your mouths. so much blood."
You wipe away at the caked blood staining your mouth. You won't lie - Your lungs feel like they're been torn to ribbons but you hold your words for now.

"this is what i am, this is what my heart is. this is what's underneath everything."

"It's okay, it's okay." Adam whispers to the clearly distraught anomaly. "Deep, deep breathes. We're here for you."
"you're wasting your time. i knew the risks i knew the risks this. why."
"why are you being nice to me i'm a monster."

"If that was enough of a reason to leave you behind, I wouldn't have bothered with Benedict. None of us would've bothered with you in the first place, yeah?"
You stay silent as Adam talks.
"Please. We want to help you."

The anomaly's singular eye looks up at you. Piercing right through you as if it's looking for anyone, anything, to latch onto.
"n-naomi." The anomaly that resembles Nicole croaks out. "please. please be honest with me. i. i need someone to tell me the truth. please."

"Say what you wish to say. The sooner, the better."
The anomaly takes another wheezing, gasping breath. "o-okay. okay, okay. t-two. two questions. please. answer."