[Murphy stalls in his search for a moment before turning to Bakura and pulling up his shirt, revealing a mess of scars beneath. Not just scars, but the nasty, jagged remains of a mauling, the shapes of human mouths torn into his skin. A couple of his ribs even having been crunched through.]

[He pulls it back down once she's seen.]

I got this from the last time I went in for a minor offense. I've had to hide Talkers to keep them from being locked away until they could be eliminated. You get locked up somewhere you're deemed expendable, and even if we're technically all locked up here I don't trust people to not take 'safety measures' against me.

[People tend to not like zombies on the loose, even if those zombies have relative control over their actions.]