"It's...okay"

Naj found that one the woman they called Mand'alor had pulled him to his feet (with her mind, to his horror) but she refrained from actually choking him. It did take some effort to remember the Morbus Virus. It wasn't that it was a memory he held lightly, his mind was just in a fog. After a few moments he was able to answer.

"I was brought in toward the end of the project. They wanted to the virus to spread through airborne contact but couldn't make it work."

His legs started to feel a little rubbery again, and as his body slumped he felt himself being held by his neck. He wasn't being choked, but it wasn't comfortable either. He grit his teeth and got his legs back under him, standing back up straight again.

"After I figured it out I saw what the virus could do."

He shook his head as much as the grip on his neck would allow.

"That's when I found an excuse to leave the project."