The Wraith closed his eyes, savouring the chaos and fear in the minds around him. They'd all rushed in, swarming to the aid of their broken scientist, taking the man to their infirmary for treatment.

( He did not know and did not care whether the man could be treated. )

He moved so quietly on his stocking feet that Radek considered whether he ought to put his trainers on at all when he came to rest in the transporter. He'd gone, almost automatically, to the transporter station nearest the engineering lab at first, but now he was thinking that it might be just as well to take a ( less direct route. )

John left breakfast, collecting a sandwich, a bottle of water, and filling a thermos with coffee as he went, and headed for the brig.

( The guards had done as instructed and kept their prisoners awake. )