The alien picked up Enigma, whatever she was, carefully maneuvering the dead weight with three of her arms. The weapon remained in her fourth, Ix was not yet willing to trust the ever more complex being completely. Thankfully the ship's layout was straight forward and she was able to find the medical facilities without any trouble.<br/><br/>As soon as she deposited the unconscious female onto one of the tables the machines in the room whirred to life, beginning automated protocols. The alien felt the ship make the jump into subspace, a sensation that always left her feeling a little dizzy. It didn't take long for Tom to arrive and he quickly busied himself with one of the computers before calling her over to take a look.<br/><br/>Ix pushed herself off the wall and walked over so she could view the screen, information flashing across it in a mess of colored lights and code. Among them, the persistent blip of organic vitals. Surprise and curiosity filled her, followed with suspicion. Ever more strangeness seemed to crowd in around them, a knot that might never come fully untangled.<br/><br/>"I thought she was a machine... How is this possible?"