Tes looked up at Blackrose, a faint blush still in her cheeks. More clicks and whirrs from her visor, as she studied the woman.<strong>"Judging from your disposition, personality displayed, and antics displayed outside and inside of this building, I would say you are a Changeling."</strong>Tes said. Her visor pulled up numerous amounts of data, from the women's height, weight, bust size, eye color, skin color, and hair color, to anyone within the past ten years who matched her facial features.<br/><br/><strong>"Interesting... I have never had the chance to study a Changeling in person. I would love to have you in my lab at some point..."</strong>Tes said, then turned a slightly deeper shade of red as she realized the implication of what she said.<strong>"I-I mean that in an entirely scientific way of course."</strong>