âI know,â he rasped softly after a beat or two. âI canât close my eyes without seeing itâ withoutâŚâ He hesitated a moment, silence laden with tangible pain. âWithout seeing it kill them. My raptors, I mean⌠I should feel worse that people died, but I donât. All I can see is that thing killing my hard work. My friends⌠Family? I raised them, spent countless hours with them⌠Fed and patched up and worked with themâŚâ He huffed a sigh and fell silent, listening to her admission. âNo,â he said firmly. âClaire, itâs not your fault. This thing would have found a way to get out and kill, whether you had known about it or not. Yeah, you could have probably been a little more proactive, I wonât lie to you. But this whole thing wasnât your fault. It was Wuâs. He created that thing without doing research or willing to sit down and study the creatures he spliced together to consider temperamental outcome,â he told her, starting to get a little riled up.
âIâm sorry that it turned out the way that it did.â  What else could she  say?  That  the  Indominus  was  a  monster  and this never should have happened? That much was a given,  but  somehow it all felt like she was laying the blame back at her own feet. The anguish  in his voice tugged painfully at her heart; if sheâd never let the Indominus out of control, he wouldnât  have  suffered  like this.
âWe all should have done something,â she said after a moment. âNot you and me-- but the people responsible for the Indominus. Me,  Wu,  Masrani.  Countless  geneticists  and  handlers,  and everyone  else  who  contributed  to  its  existence.  We  should have known better, but we let our egos get in the way.  And now weâve paid the price.â











