The other beings had fallen back in silence during the assault. Now they began to babble in wild disharmony, each gesticulating in its own way.
Lucifer's cheeks were grey, but his lips were compressed into a thin line under the stubble of his mustache. He took Nina's arm and strode out of the room. Huth followed, without comment.
Out in the corridor, Lucifer confronted him. A sweep of his arm encompassed the long corridor, the room they had just left.
"This—this is a monstrous inhumanity—a terrible perversion of science!"
His voice was flinty with rage. Deep within him, the conscience of his puritan ancestry was revolted.
Huth raised an admonishing hand. "Don't forget your scientific training, Dr. Brill. You can't impose the value judgements of one culture upon the framework of another."
"There must be certain principles basic to all cultures!"
"A true Aristotelian fallacy! Form is actual reality, matter is potential reality and the form is ever in the matter! Surely, Dr. Bill, you can rise above such ontology!"
"Can you justify what you have done to these people even from your own value judgement basis?"
"You treat justification as a valid entity, which leads you deeper into the morass of attempting to substantialize abstracta. We do not justify, we do! Let me clarify: