The aliens, or ponies, or whatever she wanted to call them, appeared to have neglected many fundamental aspects of her care. They didn’t give her a change of clothes, they didn’t even give her soap or a place to shower. She was lucky the building had what passed for a toilet, or else conditions would’ve been much worse. Without the XE-201 to keep her clean, Dr. Irwin was conscious of a general stench and griminess that grew during her three-day exile in the basement of some large pony building. 