"To survive. Her, uh, husband---well, he was married to who the Salt Monster was pretending to be, tried to get us to just do our checks, medically speaking, drop off the salt, and leave them. Naturally, I couldn't just do that, and even if I wanted to, Bones would have my ass for it," Jim tells him.

"She wasn't like anything we'd run into before. If she hadn't been so hell bent on taking what she needed and killing my crew in the process---we could have tried to figure out a different solution. Never came up, though. Spiraled too fast."