Watching from behind the one-way glass, you observe the plague doctor extracting blood from one of the D-class bodies he was given just the other day. Most likely working on making it into some kind of zombie and calling it cured.

But you had a job to do. You had to go in and ask the usual regular questions today. The door slides open as you step into his cell with your clipboard. SCP-049 instantly perks up at your presence in the room and moves over to the chair at the table in the middle of the room, taking a seat. knowing it's for his regular questioning. As you take a seat opposite him, he seemingly stares at you before speaking.

"If I answer your questions today, I want help to make the cure for this D-class. I could do with a good assistant."

He attempts to bargain with you.