"Detrimental to the job?", she practically sputters on the words.  "Ridiculous!  It's not detrimental to the job--maybe to you--but not to the job.<br/><br/>"No, if anything it's a requisite part of the job.  Yes, think of it as a...culmination, of coming to fruition.  You are there to observe the life cycle if the Orythmium frog, and part of that involves his diet.  How can we fully and accurately do that if he doesn't eat you?<br/><br/>"And actually", she says as she flips through the pages, "this involves part of the paperwork that you've just signed.  Here!  See, it's this one, the one about return transportation.  We're only paying to send you there in the ship.  We've only commissioned it to drop you off.  In order for you to come back, we have planned for a cross-galactic reformation beam.  It means that once you are digested it will teleport that surviving kernel of your consciousness--your inner being--and regenerate your body using cloning technology.  It's quite accurate to the 98th percentile.  And you'll immediately be good to go back on another mission, like with the flesh-eating slugs of Tandore IV."