“I get it!” she shouted, her voice coming high and shrill. “I’m seeing… another discrepancy here.” She pointed at the screen. “This individual here is 1.3 meters tall at least. If I am a… clone… of this sample, why am I not the same height?” The alien also had some sort of mark on its flank, but James dismissed that as a tattoo, or some kind of paint. There was no reason she would have anything like that on her body.