"You get used to-"

He looked down. Took in the sight before him. The brain rejected what the eyes had reported, and told them to check again. The eyes returned, sheepishly, holding the latest report and mumbling something about the same results turning up. Well that wasn't possible, said the brain. Reset the machine and check again.

Phoenix blinked.

Oh, very well, I'll go and check myse- oh.

Behind him, Renée stepped through the doorway, glanced down at the creature before them.

"Get used to what? Hello. Are you a newcomer, or one of the Goros we've already met?"