"If any of our current patients experience a relapse, we can try you first, but the time before the condition is terminal is typically a minute at best."

"That guy from before said there were people who have it dormant? And if - well, being informed enough to consent to magic healing would probably be dangerous, wouldn't it?"

"The fungus lies dormant in those of us who have papered on a new identity over our old one. Most of the doctors here have a dormant form of the infection. Our old memories can longer be triggered, which traps the fungus."

"Can you tell if it's still there or burned out?"

"It seems to be dead, to our instruments."

"...I want to try to heal someone who is actively infected. If someone would predictably be alright with any extreme - burning out the fungus early, or doing that and restoring memory, or restoring memory but not burning out the fungus so immediate retreatment is necessary, or some very slim chance of something unexpected. My intuition is that it will burn the fungus and not restore memory, though. Gah."

"It would be unethical to find someone untreated unless we were sure you had a working cure, but we do have treated patients who might be willing, by some standard of the word. We often retain our essential...temperaments, our general approach to new situations, though not any specific learned behaviors."

"As much as it makes me a hypocrite for disliking your operation, I understand making choices for the good of the many. Or whatever the phrase is. Willing by some standard of the word might have to do."

"The best approach for everyone involved might be allowing you to interview some of our patients while we supervise, unnoticed by them."

"I'll probably seem very strange to them. I wouldn't know what to say, either."

"I'm sure we can find someone who'll look past that. I have one or two in particular in mind."

"If you say so."

"Give me an hour and we should be ready."

"I'd like a place to sleep, after. I suspect it was later for me than for you, I'm getting rather tired."

"I don't object to having more time to work on preparing someone. You can have a guest room here, if you like, and we'll pick up tomorrow."

"Sounds good. I also want to talk about cooperation with groups outside. I'm teaching them farming and I will be fast-growing food. If they are no longer violent by necessity, would trade with you guys be possible?"

"If something like that were possible, we would consider it."

"I can make peoples' promises magically enforced. It's called a geas. If you saw them swear to do no violence except in self-defense for the next four hours, and they saw someone from your bunker swear to come and go in peace, you could at least talk without worrying about being shot."

"That would help with the trust problem in one direction. I'll try to appeal to the more prudent members of the staff here."

"... By God, I feel like a diplomat. I never thought I would be a diplomat when I grew up. Let's just hope everyone can start being productive and stop shooting each other sooner or later..."

"Let's hope. Should I take you to your room?" 

"Sure, thanks."

He leads her to an empty room. 

It looks like most hospital rooms, with the exception of the bookshelf and the deck of cards on the table.

"Shall I leave you to it?"

"Sure, sure."

She blocks the door with something when he's gone and sleeps without issue.