[Tomoshe]

"That's true. From the looks of it you're probably almost due. Congratulations." He said smiling. "Who knows will you escape or not. Be careful not to get punished for attempting that." He walked up to him, grabbing a thin needle from the table, then approached the heavily pregnant subject, grinning ear to ear.

"Good night, little subject of mine." He whispered before placing the thin needle in his neck, making him go unconscious again.