So we need to hope it isn't a genius whatever growing in there.

[How the symbiote does anything to help that is another question to add to the list. If it was just healing, fine, but the idea of different brains having different issues-- well, Murphy wasn't a brain doctor, even if he'd been looking at pictures of brains a hell of a lot more that usual over the past couple of months.]

Maybe you should get Cathaway to do one of her scans on it.

[If he couldn't do it himself. It'd at least give them more of an idea of what was developing inside, how it was doing. If it was worth doing anything to try and save it.

The black box hasn't offered any more answers on its contents, either, so Murphy puts it back. Pauses a moment, then reaches into another box, taking out the case with the two pistols in it.]

You're not gonna mind me taking these, right? If they weren't the big score.

[The case is already tucked up under his arm, the question less do you mind and more will you stop me - the latter promising a whole branching tree of questions on why.]