Mega 4 - 16 - Random Human Morph

"Yesssss," I said. "I can communicate. Cate-uh. I can-nuh com-yew-yew-nicate. Is it not time for cookies?"

In the end it became clear that my first instinct was correct: Humans were the dominant species.

I had acquired a human morph. And I had learned to pass as a human. In fact, I had been asked - forcefully - to adopt a particular location as my primary residence.

"You have to at least give me your name."

"I am called Hey Moron. Hey! Moron-nuh!"

The human before me closed his eyes and used his five-fingered hand to rub the flesh stretched across his forehead. Then he rubbed the back of his neck. Then he exhaled breath through his mouth. He was called Dr. Duberstein. Early in my stay at this location I had not fully understood his function. Now I did.

"That's not exactly a name. That's just something someone called you."