[Rosalind must not have told him about their little panic attack at her lab. Soldat is almost embarrassed to admit it to Javert, who probably understands even less about PTSD and panic response than Soldat themself.]

I was. Experimented on. Extensively. Medical shit freaks me out, now. I can do basic things myself, but can't watch anyone else do it. Couldn't see pictures in books. Couldn't even walk into Madam Lutece's lab.