A few days had passed.
And Amethiel had progressed with Kree more than he expected.
First, thanks to his… odd night of forcing himself through that task.
He was able to obtain a human sample and compare it to Kree's, and the results were exactly what he had suspected.
Kree's sample and a human's were… identical.
Same composition.
Same structure.
Under observation, there was no immediate difference in appearance.
Except for one thing.
The density.
Amethiel had compared equal amounts under the same conditions, and Kree's showed a noticeably higher count.
More active.
More abundant.
He leaned back slightly in his chair, tapping the end of his pen against the paper.
'More fertile,' he concluded.
Or—
'Or I'm simply lacking,' he thought, though the idea barely lingered.
He didn't care much for human limitations.
They were irrelevant.
What mattered was the implication.
Kree could reproduce with a human.
That alone changed everything.
