"Smart," he remarks with a faint smile, meaning it. He hadn't eaten much of it either — mostly because he couldn't stomach much for a long time, couldn't hold anything down. Even now he struggles with it; no matter how much the creature bonded itself to his body, the fact remains that a human isn't meant to house something so big in the gut. "I don't trust him further than I can throw him."

Sorry, Methuselah.. but you're goddamn suspicious.

"They went crazy? Or... killed each other to get rid of one another?" Maybe some kind of competition, turned on one another. Maybe to protect some secret. Either way, Chloe clearly has her own amount of experience with "learning about the unknown", and it's interesting to chat. (Again, never mind she has blood drying on her face and he's probably going to have to head back soon so he can feed his alien parasite blood, too. Just a pair of monsters having conversations, as they do.)