"Huh. Pet indeed" the woman chuckled, adjusting her stance slightly. "You do know she belongs to us legally, right?...Oh well. We want to run tests. Physical examinations. Gene samples, brainwave scans, blood and tissues samples. All the data we were deprived when the Gaia station got done over."
Around them, the mist continued to swirl and twist, as if something still moved within the knee-high clouds.
A million dollars isn't cool. You know what is cool? A basilisk.
