Vivian volunteers to go to his apartment to check on him and bring him some food to help him feel better.

"He's my best friend," Vivian says, pulling her bag over her shoulder. "I can't focus on work after seeing him look like that. I'll come back after I've made sure he's okay."

Namjoon frowns. "Tell him to call me when he's feeling better. He's not in trouble; I just want to make sure he's okay. He looked terrified of something."

"Or someone," Jin says, his eyes flickering to Dahlia as she sits and watches the scientists from across the room. "Can't we give her a sedative to knock her out for a few hours so we can work in peace without her staring at us? I can't concentrate."

"Then go to your office," Hoseok says, glaring at Jin. "I can't imagine what must be going through her mind right now and how she must be feeling physically. Look at her vitals. She shouldn't even be conscious right now, and it's our job to figure out why she's awake and talking when she shouldn't be. So push your own discomfort aside and do what you're paid to do."

"Don't talk to me like you're my boss, Hoseok," Jin warns. "I let you get away with a lot since this is your project, but I outrank you so show some respect."

Hoseok stands, his chair rolling away beneath him. "You want respect? Fine. Please, sir, stop being a dick and do your fucking job."

Jimin stands at the same time as Jin, and he pulls him by his arm towards the door. "We'll be in Jin's office if you need us."

Namjoon clears his throat. "I'm going to get some coffee. I'll be back."

Hoseok watches as the three of them leave the lab, seeing how tense they all are after the events of the morning.

"I have notes to transcribe," Taehyung sighs as he takes in the mess sprawled on the table. "Lots and lots of messy, barely legible notes."

"That's my cue to go help him translate your gibberish," Yoongi says with a laugh as he stands.

"I'll be here," Hoseok says, a half-hearted smile on his face. "Call me when you hear anything about the blood results."

Yoongi scoops up the vials of blood. "Guess I'll bring these to Namjoon's lab since everyone else just conveniently forgot."

"Thanks, Yoongi," Hoseok says, and after Taehyung gathers all the notes, the two of them leave the lab.

Hoseok turns to Dahlia, stretching his arms over his head as he walks to grab his phone. "I'm going to make a call. I'll be right back, okay?"

She nods. "You're coming back right after?"

"Yes," he says. "I'm not going anywhere. You are very important for a lot of scientific research, and it's my job to keep you safe and healthy."

Dahlia smiles as he walks out of the room, her smile widening to a smirk as soon as the door slides shut behind him.