The next few days were spent recovering, Mox tending to him. It became very clear that this wasn't his usual work, as he handled Tygan somewhat roughly. Yet, it wasn't out of malice. If anything, Mox tried really hard to make him feel comfortable. And that alone was all the comfort Tygan needed. The fact he could look outside was another. He didn't know how long he spent in the laboratory ADVENT carted him off to after they figured out he was in contact with the resistance, but it had been too long. The building they were in was in a forested area. Probably somewhere North as there were a lot of snow-covered pines surrounding the building. It was rather calming to look at. And he actually had a sense of time now.

It took him about a week to get well enough to meet up with Betos. Her living quarters were just as bare as his. Mox guided him to a chair in front of her desk where she sat, waiting.

"Doctor Tygan." She said with a nod.

"Betos." Tygan returned, also nodding. "May I start off with expressing my deepest gratitude for saving me." He started. "Though I don't quite know how you would pick up my transmission…"

"We did not. Xcom did." Betos said, her stoic face going down into a frown. It made Tygan uneasy. If Xcom received his message, then why was it the Skirmishers that came?

"Was this a joint effort?" Tygan tried, not able to hide a tinge of dread. Did this mean…?

"It was not. We have one of our own currently working with XCom. They told us about your message after XCom's current leader decided they would not come for you." This made the bottom of his stomach drop. They didn't help him by their own choice?

"Did they… state a reason?" He carefully asked. Though he had a sneaking suspicion.

"The fact you were a part of ADVENT." Mox answered, a hint of anger making itself known. "This was enough for them to turn their backs on you."

"I… see." Was all Tygan could manage. They didn't even bother… Didn't even try. Him having worked with ADVENT was enough for them to pass on him over.

"This upsets you." Betos stated.

"Somewhat." Tygan lied. "I figured I would at least be considered to be of use. I could not have predicted they'd just… pass me over."

"We agree. And that is why we decided to answer that call ourselves and extract you." Betos told him, a hint of sympathy. "We know how some of the Resistance treat those who were once ADVENT, even despite our efforts."

"I see…" Tygan repeated, not really knowing what else to say or ask. This news left him feeling… numb.

A hand on his shoulder. Mox.
"We should continue this another time." He said."You need rest."

"So it seems. Please take your time to recover. We will continue this once you processed what happened." Betos said. Tygan nodded as he got up and let Mox guide him back to his room. He didn't say anything. Didn't do anything as he just let himself be guided.

"Do you need anything?" Mox asked once they returned to his room. Tygan just looked down.

"For now I just need some time alone."

"I understand." Mox said, heading for the door. "Please do say if you need anything. My quarters are next to yours."

"I will, don't worry." Tygan said, laying down on his bed and curling up. He felt so cold all of a sudden…