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"What are you hungry for, generally?" Robin scribbled notes down as she talked, starting to feel better. It seemed that the experimental Tegu experiment had had similar... side effects. But the experiment had been in regards to instinct, right? Not about.... cosmetic matters.

Rachel's reply was actually a bit of a surprise. Nita herself had been eating bamboo in increasing quantities since her first change. What did orcas eat? Fish, she supposed, and even dolphins? Nita thought she remembered hearing something like that. Orcas were hunters, she knew.

But there we go. The real reason for the call. It really was hard to look at. Nita had almost become accustomed to seeing people with bizarre animalistic features (although she still imagined herself as the slim, freckled young woman she had been only a scant year ago). But a second mouth... She waited for the labtech's reply.

Rachel wasn't quite sure she had heard correctly. The woman on the other end of the line seemed to show no interest in or concern for Rachel's deformity. She simply asserted that the whale girl would grow used to it. She sat there a long moment before saying anything else.

"I...can't believe you're saying I should just...'get used to it!'" she finally responded, anger clearly evident in her voice. Rachel was done playing around and being polite, just to keep whoever was on the other end happy. She had some real problems that were just being brushed aside as if they were nothing.

"I have a second mouth!" she repeated, her voice rising in volume and pitch. The sound was made more nasal by her second mouth, which was more noticible in her speech when she was angry.

"I don't even know where it came from, if it works, if other strange things are going to be happening to me, aside the fact that you people are turning me into a whale, and you're more concerned about what I had for breakfast!" She finshed loudly, her somewhat flattened nostrils flaring slightly.

"Doctor Fergusson, head of the particular department who are the only ones who have any sort of interest in how you're feeling," She answered with a unsettling amount of enthusiasm, "If it makes you any more comfortable when speaking to me, you may call me Robin."

Fergusson, Nita mentally repeated. Moreau, Duvert, Lockheart, Fergusson. And whatserface. Frost.

The girl was equally surprised, when Dr. Fergusson completely ignored Rachel's questions. "Okay, now you don't have to stay calm," Nita whispered back. "She's just being damned rude."

"That's all you have to say?! How can you say it's functioned properly? Why has no one else had 'side effects'? I', just supposed to sit here and accept being a ginuea pig, in which things have gone wrong, but you're not going to try and fix it?" Rachel shook her head in disbelief and sat there for a long moment in silence.

"I...don't get it. How you people can put us through so much...and then be so completely heartless...and expect us to just live with it...."

Rachel was speechless. What had Robin whatsername just said? She was only calling her by her name "out of the goodness of [her] heart"? Until now, Rachel had been unaware of the fact that they each had experiment numbers, but now she knew her own...and was being called by it. Seriously, who let this person work in a place like this?

She was starting to give up. Who could win against someone who was so completely heartless? She looked to Nita, at a loss for what to say, her posture slumped.