"I mean, this is also above my pay grade right now," Ashton gestured around the room, despite the pain has enough sarcasm left in him, "they don't pay me enough to be here, said it was for the exposure." Or at least perhaps he was starting to feel the effects of the painkillers settling in, a light ease of the pain spreading across his body. "Depends on how much she trusts you and how much she needs you," Ash lowered his voice compared to the lightness in the precious joke. He believed that they would've given Val everything medical related to Val for her input. No one else on that team had any enough knowledge to work with it. Information is useless if they don't understand it. What worried Ash was the rest of the potential information, contact details, international relations, negotiations, instructions, there were so many other information they could have hidden in order to leverage it at the right moment on them.
His eyebrows raised, giving her the space to share her hypothesis freely, while it wasn't really his wheelhouse of science, he was more than willing to at least be a soundboard to her. From one person of science to another, there was no judgment nor burden of truth, a thought experiment, that's all. "That's white blood cells right?" Ash tried to confirm with the rudimentary knowledge he had of what she was saying, "maybe they found a way to make these white blood cells to purposefully produce the antibodies." He was thinking out loud, the scenarios range from the hopefully microscopic level of using immuned blood to macro levels of using immuned humans altogether. But the fact remains that Canada was still a question mark, and in Ashton's mind if he had any say left, it was paramount to establish communication in some way.
"..and with that also given her all the leverage," the moment Sada knew the value of the real deal she had, that was it. If she wanted to could infect a whole lot more of them and use the vaccine as a form of control. Ash didn't say the statement as if blaming her, but rather as just a fact, a consequence of who Sada is. "Considering they were so gracious to give these to their neighboring country, safe to say they have made enough, that fast," the cost had to be high.
Ash carefully leaned forward and reached over to help hold pressure on the cotton bud over the puncture wound while she kept the blood, "knowing Sada, is her plan just to raid every single vial over the city at any cost?" He scoffed at the idea, how much more different does that make them from the raiders? That just seemed to be a mountain of problems with it, but she did seem to love hoarding power.
