“Imperial law is what’s wrong with that.” This part was actually true. “If you’re a criminal with a noteworthy illness, which I am, you can be sent to a university cell rather than prison. From there, you become the subject of study.” And now to spin the truth a bit. “Do you understand what that means for me, Zelac? A life sentence of poking, prodding, and experiments, with no hope of escape or recourse. Even if they find a cure, they’ll never give it to me; they’ll keep me as their little lab rat until the day I die. And I’d rather die first.”