Darrin's fingers flew across the medical tricorder.  He'd gotten readings from Dun and Sam, and now finally the Ensign from engineering who was now a four month old infant.  Blond brows furrowed as he read the results he was getting.  "This is really incredible."  He muttered.  Though the Commander was in the room with him, he was really mumbling to himself as was his want.<br/><br/>Punching up a new screen, he flipped through a number of charts until he found one he was looking for.  A wide smile broke across his face as he spun himself in his chair.  "By jove, I think we've got it."  He called out to the Commander seated across the room from him at his own station.  "The little buggers secrete free radicals."<br/><br/>He looked back at his screen, then folding his arms in front of his chest, he nodded his head at his work, bobbing it as though it were loosely attached.  "Yep, that's how they did it.  Free radicals."<br/><br/>