“Yeah,” he purses his lips, adding when he glances at her and notices the look on her face. “I thought it was weird too, trust me. But they were pretty well taken care of, and they liked playing with the kids. Overall they were— happy.”

Certainly had better treatment and conditions than the Indominus Rex, for one. Not that they’d had much of a choice, considering the kind of monster they’d created.

“They had names already when I got here. Syra, Aina, Rook, Braye,” he points at them as he goes through the names. “The little one is called Maraou. Don’t ask me what they mean, I’ve got no clue.”