Seated in one of the doctor's offices in the upper floors of the hospital, Lexaeus read over the forms before him as he began to fill them out, keeping detailed note of everything that he had encountered with this particular patient.

It was a good enough cover, he thought, to be working in the hospital and gathering information as it came in. So far, it was working. Zetsu hadn't been the first to give him information, and he certainly wouldn't be the last. Even the blond citizens of the city had information to provide, knowingly or not.

And it seemed like his first experiment was looking for him. Glancing at the clock, Lexaeus wondered how long it would take the kid to make it here.