Allen was a bit taken aback by Nurse Rathlyn's answer. So much so that making it to the table she had picked happened without his knowing it. Heck, he didn't even remember the hamburger he's gotten. His palms went clamy and his breathing came unevenly as he listened intently to her explanation. "No wonder Blaine reacted so violently." He felt a knot forming in his chest. Sure they looked different, but at their core they were still human.<br/><br/>It took the quivering voice of the woman that had approached their table to break Allen's train of thought. It took a double-take at those deep azure plates before the rest of reality caught up with Allen. Realizing he had hunched over, he eased back into his chair and gestured to an empty seat near Zara. "By all means." Before he turned back to Tanya, pushing his glasses to his face as he normally did before going on a technical tirade. "Why was I invited then? My field is gene therapy. I 'repair' abnormalities. That seems counter-productive to this facilitie's objectives."