"I don't know." He's been through all the possibilities in his head already, at least all the ones he can think of. "I think normally it would be because we were criminals, or just dangerous, except they aren't trying very hard to keep an eye on us. Are they?" She turned out not to be a threat, but he's still a little peeved that no one could be bothered to come help when he thought a wild animal might eat him.

Speaking aloud seems to help his thought process, at least, so he continues musing."But you've got amnesia too...maybe it's some kind of quarantine? I'd still expect a little more supervision. Or - signs or something?" His concept of disease control measures is pretty fuzzy. "And I guess the guards are way too close if we've got some sort of new memory illness."