"Doctor Holiday's work was impeccable; he just wasn't alive." César's voice lightens up with a near laugh as he keeps speaking. "I had to cover for that, you know. Come up with some fake 'theories' and the like. She was still suspicious, but not of me. I knew Providence would likely find you first, and by the time the 'Confine, Constrain, and Control' protocol replaced 'Cure, Contain, Kill', I knew you'd have to get out. Robo Bobo solved the issue of how to communicate your return to the people I knew would keep you safe."