It wasn't for another four hours, as Bruce puzzled through where the virus could have come from, that he realised it was probably to do with the ship itself. Suddenly excited, he leaped up and called out to Mohinder to stand outside the quarantine zone and to send a runner for him if anyone went into an emergency state, he had to go and investigate the ship.

If he could find what had caused the illness, isolate it, then it should be the building blocks for both a cure and a vaccine. A vaccine first, in order to help others from catching it and be able to work on assisting the sick, and then a cure.

The more he learned of the Asgardians, the more he detested them. What monsters to leave a pathogen on board to hurt others, to enslave, to rape and kill... It was enough to have his hands tinging green as he worked desperately through the night.