
"I'm not so sure Koma." says Tran concerned. "Your blood pressure is lower, you've got scales, and certain appendages seem to have disappeared completely."
"Only his legs, have disappeared Tran." says Christine entering the med-lab.
"TMI Chroma. Please!" complains Tran. "We have MRI facilities I know his gonads are intact. I didn't need to know about his libido."
You know I think Tran is really coming into his own. All that naive scientist attitude is slowly being morphed into a grumpy sarcastic know-it-all. I like the fact he's taking after me. Its kind of flattering.
"So can I slither out of here and get onto tracking down the intruder?" I ask Tran.
"Hey don't blame me if you die or something." retorts back Tran.
Christine and I leave Tran behind in the med-lab.

"I'm fine." I tell her. "Its just a change in how I look not who I am." I look into her eyes, she's a bit scared. Thats not like her at all. She leans forward our lips lock.
!whoop! !whoop! !whoop! - the warning siren goes off.
"Damn it!" she whispers.
"Duty calls." I tell her, she's tired. So am I. "And I think we're the ones in charge here." I joke. Christine smirks.
I hear footsteps. Its Tran he's racing down the corridor.
"Are you two coming were at the planet. Its got life! Aliens! First contact! C'mon!" he shouts at us.
"You can take the boy out of the geek." I begin.
"But you can't take the geek out of the boy." finishes Christine.