[video]

[mottled]

[The room is dim when the camera comes on. More than that, however, is that the room is filled with strings of webbing. Some books spin gently on the ends of sticky strings, open at pages with rather gruesome anatomy drawings on them. The camera is hanging from one of these strings and is swaying gently.

Mot leans down into the camera view. His black lips split in a small smile. He's upside down and holding a big book open, pressed to his chest.]

So. I've been doing some studying.

I think I know the theory of your mammalian squishy bits at least.

I'm going to take over your apothecary and doctor offices for the time being. I'm a trained medic back on Theridii, and until I can get back there, I might as well do something. No one has a problem with that?

[He only bristles slightly.]