“Uh…? Yes, I am human,” Carlos said carefully. Hesitantly. “Uh, no – no offense, but… why did you lick me?”
The Collector tilted his head to the side looking at Carlos, “Are you sure? I’m not going to try to kill you or anything, I’ll wait for you to die from natural causes before using your body for research. “He said and smile” I can pay you very well .. “
“Credits aren’t really a thing on Earth,” Carlos admitted to
him. “Like I said… I’d rather find a way home. More than anything.”“Credits are a thing here… Buy I can take you to Earth if you want… But I want your body.”
Carlos just frowned and shook his head. He was getting a little frustrated – this guy must not know how asking someone to give up their body off of their home planet must sound. Maybe Carlos could be convinced to donate his body to science on Earth, but certainly not on some god-forsaken space station lightyears from home.
“I said no,” he stated. “Maybe give Earth a visit – I’m sure there are folks who’d be honored to do it.”
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