The bioscanner dinged pleasantly and Ama scurried to read the results, at least that was Trevi's interpretation, and as he had mastered all knowledge of these biological fleshbags, he was virtually never wrong… Virtually. He puzzled over her facial expression and wondered if he should ask as to what it meant, then he wondered if he cared. It took a mere second, which felt like an eternity to Trevi's processors, but he decided it meant shock at the bioscanner's results. The question of why crossed his cortex, followed, again, by the question of if he should care. Deciding that he, in fact, did not care, he would relish in his intellectual triumph.<br/><br/>"I informed you Madam Amadalia, I am never wrong. If you wish to test me in a game of trivia I would gladly prove this to you." His computerized voice came out excitedly. Trevi processed this. Again, he decided he didn't care.<br/><br/><br/><br/>The last rung of the ladder was just a step behind Jrax'eer when Trevi's voice came into fruition. "Hello captain. I wished to inform you that the results were positive. You are a compatible species, or rather, you are compatible mates."<br/><br/>A look of confusion crossed over Jrax'eer's features. "I knew we were a compatible species already, but what does the last part mean?"<br/><br/>"Well, dear captain, you are the same species." The comm crackled to life once again. "You're guest is currently showing signs of an anxiety attack. Do you wish that I sedate her?"<br/><br/>"No Trevi, thank you though. Your CPU is always in the right place." Jrax sat down in the cockpit chair and began studying his instruments. "Is she going to be all right?"<br/><br/>"I believe so captain. I have been studying your new..." Silence fell on the cockpit while Trevi decided his next words. "Prospective mate. She seems quite resilient. Although, I would add, her stature is not that of your usual females. I am not sure she is capable of birthing a Drakolexian child. You know, if that was what your thoughts were leaning towards." Sarcasm spilled from the intercom as Trevi continued speaking.<br/><br/>Jrax'eer grimaced. "Trevi, would you stop talking about her like she is some kind of subject. And I'm not looking at her as a mate. I'm not sure what to make of this honestly." Another pause in the conversation loomed over the small room. "Are you positive she can't carry a Drakolexian child?"<br/><br/>"Oh no captain, I just said that to prove a point." Trevi said flatly.<br/><br/>"Oh? What point is that might I ask?"<br/><br/>"That you were, in fact, considering her as a mate. When will fleshlings learn not to lie to me?"