"And therein lie my feelings," he said harshly. "This is more than honor, more than life itself. I'd have little compunction against killing you if it meant that the truth were to be known."
Rhinegallis shrugged. Her life was forfeit anyway after the run-in with her brother.
"But you said something about wanting more information?"
He nodded. "I'm no doctor," he said. "And my knowledge of the finer points of biochemistry is sadly lacking."
"You—"
"I intend to find some way of telling you aliens from humans," he said quickly. "There must be some way."
She smiled tolerantly though there was a question in her eyes.
"I intend to see that you have a most thorough medical examination," he told her. "There must be visible differences which can be told once they are known. Differences which"—and he nodded at her very human figure with its soft curves—"cannot be simulated by artificial means."
She chuckled. "Even though many of the means of wearing a desirable figure have been invented and used by human beings for many years? Don't blame me for that, Carroll. My figure is mine own."
"Then," he said in a hard tone, "let me see!"