She spoke fondly of alien beings. Kaldeio found himself fascinated by her emotional build, and her moral stances. Zara was being genuine with her words, and the reddening of her complexion. The male body was teaching the creature the loveliness of simple interactions, and her surrounding cloud of pretty pheromones. It had not had the same kind of connection with Laura, the captain, who'd come at it when it bore scales. His reassurance of his health seemed to be enough to soothe Zara for the time being. Social convention was a good tool between people, it could delay suspicion, or delay persecution when suspicion was already present. He'd watched her go back to her task of recovering the shards from the floor, and found it quaint.<br/><br/>No resistance when he touched her. Another threshold passed between them. She didn't seem like the kind who would let anyone in. It spoke to their compatibility, that was also being confirmed in her blood, with the silver things assessing her. Her hand didn't struggled, and she almost helped in staying seated where he placed her on the counter. Pretty little bandaid on the the strong female soldier. They were making light out of the pathogens. He was making her feel comfortable with a stranger, risen from cryo among all this mayhem. "You don't offend me." he assured her. Not as a sample of the human race, and not in conversation. The threads grew in Zara, and she was affected by the warmth of their life, causing friction against hers.<br/><br/>Such an agreeable woman. He didn't really need the explanation of why a certain check-up was important, given how they'd found him. She did, however, react to when he probed about her own state. "Because I want to know." How you're feeling. "Doesn't anyone ever ask you?" Emotionally manipulative. Laura had also struggled with he feeling of loneliness, even in cramped quarters, and Kaldeio the man had been solitary but not by choice. Even Max had sought Zara out in an obvious way. Humans were always looking to belong, and feeling as though they didn't. He played on that now, to endear himself to the female soldier. "I just want to know you're alright." Simple as that. But he did know to some degree, and she expressed it with guiding his hand down.<br/><br/>He was quietly excited to see her breasts again, that scar. Something moved in him when she let him see some of her fear. The predator that had taken over Kaldeio reveled in it. He pushed the zipper down to her chest plate, and acted as though he was very concern about her body temperature when he let go, to start undoing the buckles for her armor, and then tried to lift it over her head, which would need her help with raising her arms. If she did, he'd take that as consent and free her over the plates. "I didn't do anything." he said in a voice low enough to fit their closeness. The silver spell in her blood continued it's learning and invading of her. It'd be pleasant, and beckoning her to trust him. An unfair advantage. The things searched deeper into her, to see about her procreation apparatus, warming that too. "This is all your own heat, Zara." more lies to make her feel better.<br/><br/>Her legs, that had accepted him by parting, held on to him tighter. The man was very intrigued by this and the creature let those biological inclinations take over. Human physical configuration wasn't so far from its own. It was invasive and intimate. She was slowly dissolving under the transgressions of the mercury strands weaving through her, like a planet taking to a new ecosystem. Zara's body was being terra formed for the stranger. The soldier wasn't fighting, for once. He pulled the zipper lower, as low as it went, exposing her stomach, and then let his hand unclasp the metal tab to slide between then, between her legs, as though to confirm her claims of fever degrees.<br/><br/>"I don't think we want to be normal." he answer as he petted her through the suit. "I think you're warm because we're different from others, but the same as each other." His other hand fell down her side as his head leaned forward, his cheek resting on hers so he could breathe on her ear. In the microscopic droplets of his breath, he delivered new spores to that sensitive canal, stimulating her skull and passing through her eardrum. The hand not massaging her sex kneaded her thigh all the way to her handgun. It might be a point of awakening for her when he undid the belt to free her from the weapon, but if she let him, he knew he'd established a strong enough trance or bridge between them. He'd put the gun to the side while the spores in her head lulled her further into thoughts about him. There should be no human modesty between an animal and a woman.<br/><br/>Max had not been having such a good time. The air in here was good enough, but his breathing wasn't exactly level when opened up the canteen. The body of Laura Somerfelt was bent backward over the edge of a metal table, her mouth distorted in an inhuman scream, frozen in terror forever, eyes with blackened scelra staring at the ceiling. Again the indecisive light was playing tricks with her shape, shadows swallowing and spitting her up. The smell had made him heave into his glove and he approached the carcass while Lin wretched into a corner. This room was sized according to the ship, the furniture up to date and some of the food items were still in their packaging along the wall, lit up.<br/><br/>He didn't feel very hungry, though, coming over to her. She was naked, body contorted in whatever cruel death had befallen her. It was hard to see much of anything in this limited light. Lin, in her endless wisdom, kicked the panel by the door, where she seemed comfortable in staying, and the pipes in the ceiling finally fluttered to full blare. Max coughed and fell back when Laura's state was revealed, her stomach exploded open in a crater from her diaphragm down between her legs, like something had burst its way out.<br/><br/>Kaldeio had his face close to Zara's, their lips propped at the same height finally. He was about to try something even more intimate when her com sounded with its sudden alert. Max's voice.<br/><br/>"Zara! You need to get the fuck down to the food court. This is... it's fucking... The captain! She'd splayed open. Some shit went down here. Get the fuck away from the new guy!"<br/><br/>Kaldeio moved his head back then, and looked her over. He knew the crime he was being accused of it, but pretended not to. Laura had been strong, but not strong enough.