Gary gestured toward the hypodermic. "And that," he said, "reacts against the other drug.”
She nodded gravely.
"The fluid in the tank," he said. "That was to prevent dehydration and held some food value? You wouldn't need much food with metabolism at nearly zero. But how about your mouth and nostrils? The fluid…”
"A mask," she said. "Chemical paste that held up under moisture. Evaporated as soon as it was struck by air.”
"You thought of everything.”
"I had to," she declared. "There was no one else to do my thinking for me.”
She slid off the table and walked slowly toward him.
"You told me a minute ago," she said, "that the scientists of today haven't satisfactorily solved suspended animation.”
He nodded.
"You mean to say they still don't know about these drugs?”