You are the only one who can treat Soap. They are the ones who get rid of the soap substance, they only want you, they reappear at the end of the virus. You go if you can't control him, he was shot in the shoulder.

First you do a routine check, but he crumples himself everywhere you touch him. Naturally, you panic at first. When he panics, his fake hisses turn into a grin under his mustache. Those who provide this

"Oh Ada, this hurts" he's faking it again. You glare at him.