Connor focused as he processed the substance on his tongue. It acted much like the silk of a web building spider, but chemically it was distinct—more similar to nylon.
“I’m not eating it.” He rubbed his fingers together to encourage the polymers to degrade a bit quicker. “I’m analyzing it. This doesn’t come from your own biomass, correct?”
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Date: 2018-12-14 05:48 am (UTC)“I’m not eating it.” He rubbed his fingers together to encourage the polymers to degrade a bit quicker. “I’m analyzing it. This doesn’t come from your own biomass, correct?”