Vax: Who told you it was a curse?
Man: Alchemist named, uh... Zeth.
Vex: Well, we think... it's looking more like poison. Like... someone in the city is poisoning... well, you, and blaming it on the fish-men.
Man: Who'd want to do that? What'd we do? What'd any of us do?
Vex: Does it matter?
Man: 'Spose not... [looking sadly at an empty crib] They was gonna be twins. But they're gone now. And then their Mama... well, there weren't nothin' left inside, I guess. I buried her, after I dragged her body out of the swamp. Figure seeing this through is the only thing keeping me here. And there ain't no one left now to do right by  me if I go the way she did. Glad you're sticking with it. If it's a job needs more payin', we could maybe collect a few more...
Vax: You paid us enough. Just know that we're making progress. Working the problem.
Man: [Turns around and sits down, depressed and accepting, as the twins leave.] All right.