He was a part of a small cohort of students from all around the galaxy that were selected to tour a quarantine facility. The planet had curbed its infected rate, but the danger still remained. Rowan was in a speeder transport with the other students as they arrived at the facility, the tall walls with spikes on them greeting them.
Droids manned the outer perimeters and everyone had their faces plastered against the windows to see how a facility like this was set up. The droids were there just as much to protect as to shoot anyone that became infected on the inside.
Rowan stepped out of the transport after they arrived, blinking through his glasses as he carried his backpack over one shoulder and a rolling luggage in his hand. He and the other students would be staying here for a week and observing the care of those that had been bitten, had their limbs amputated and were eventually released to go home. There was a quarantine period where some victims became infected and others were just fine.
There was a doctor waiting with a datapad up front for all the students. Rowan walked to the front with the others, both curious and nervous about the next few days.