He almost says "no," but after a moment, he thinks better of it. This place wasn't like home; there'd be no torches and pitchforks here. And he had to admit that finding a scientific explanation for his condition was greatly appealing. "I think..." he says slowly, drawing out his words. "I think I'd like that. As long as I don't get put in a glass case as a medical curiosity or something. I'm afraid I have to draw the line somewhere."
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