Melodious Alone

Phoebe

I've been very hopeful so far
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?

At the mention of fur she quickly flipped through pages of meticulous, color-coded notes until she found a drawing of rabbit fur. ”Fur cells have a slightly different structure to hair cells – they are a bit more robust but they also are non-living cells. So…in theory the function of fur growth should be similar if not identical to hair growth.” she said. She had noticed quite a few similarities between human and animal cells. While not quite identical, she presumed that they were similar enough to be comparable.

She gazed back at the summoned mouse with wide brown eyes, intrigued by what he proposed. ”You’re certain they don’t feel pain? Or fear? I don’t want to hurt anything…” she said softly, reaching out to gently run her finger over the mouse’s head. But really, if that were true, it opened up a world of possibilities. ”But…that just might be the perfect solution. If we could study and test on conjured creatures, we could extrapolate to humans.” she said, eyes lighting up at the possibility. There was so much they could learn through this that the possibilities seemed endless! ”Would you mind spending time at the college to make sure this would work? That is where I keep the microlens.” she said.

At his question she nodded. ”Nathaniel Wren. Though he usually goes by Nate. He was a surgical doctor in his world, and they were more medically advanced than here or in Northaven. With the blight sort of consuming everything lately though, I haven’t had as much of a chance to pick his brain as I’d like.” she explained.

Phoebe laughed a little as he waved everyone else off as an idiot; how ducal of him. ”So long as I am not included amongst the idiots I with neither defend nor deny if they are or are not.” she said with a grin.