The room was enormous, with a long black table in the center, like the ones from chemistry class.
There were cabinets beneath it, and all kinds of equipment on top of the table,
including some stuff I recognized—glass test tubes, bottles of liquids—and a lot of stuff I didn’t.
I walked over toward the table and looked at a circular machine with test tubes inside of it.
“Sorry about that,” Malik said at last, “but these cells don’t live very long outside the body,
and Tua only weighs a pound and a half, so I try not to take more blood from her than necessary.
That’s a centrifuge.” He walked over and held up a test tube that contained what looked like blood,
then placed it carefully in a rack of tubes.
“So you’re interested in biology?” “I guess,” I said.
He looked at the little pool of blood in the bottom of the test tube and said,
“Did you know that tuatara can carry parasites—Tua carries salmonella, for instance—but they never get sick from them?”
“I don’t know much about tuatara.”
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