One of the guards gave Bendi a slight grin. "Just keep tellin' yourself that. It doesn't help much." he responds, the pair of them making sure to firmly escort him from the cell in case he does decide to try pulling a runner on them. He'd be led out of the cage room and down a few hallways and into a room that looked very much like a laboratory. Shanna was already strapped down on one table, straining against the bonds. Without any sort of ceremony, they'd flip him up onto the table, holding him down against it while similarly strapping him into place. One over the knees, one at each wrist, one over his chest, and another over his neck. All were locked in place firmly, so if he started to change, he'd likely break at least one bone in the process.
As soon as he was fully secure, the two backed off to a table and stood, waiting for a moment, until a voice entered the room. "Ah, there you are. I decided to randomly select someone for a little experiment, and you were the unlucky one we landed on. Now, the girl you're next to has a peculiar ability, to give the wounds she's got to other people, which she demonstrated on a few of my orderlies. Quite interesting. I wish to know if it works in the reverse, and with what kind of wounds. Hers were caused by a knife, but, say, chemical burns might be harder to deal with. Of course we'll still go through regular burns, up to the second degree. Oh, and we'll try to see if she can leech the effects of drugs from other people, since having her on hand to remove poison might prove to be useful."
One of the two men carefully picks up a lancet and makes his way over to Bendi, looking him over quietly before deciding on his left hand. He quickly pushes all the fingers back, and draws the blade across his palm, making sure not to slice deep enough to damage the muscles and tendons. Shanna herself had paused during the explanation, and was even more pale than she had been previously, her horrified expression fixed on Bendi. Once the incision was made, the guard turned around and freed her right arm, allowing her just enough room to reach over and touch him, but she seemed to be frozen in shock.
Walking the path alone can be seen as noble, but you don't really live until you've got people to walk it with you.