The winged human glanced towards Retina briefly. “It’s okay Dr. Blade. Scientists should never be blown away from the nature of facts.”
Roma smiled. “And by scientists, are you one?”
“That is dependent on your opinion Dr. Hill. I’m well versed by Dr. Sangha.”
Roma moved towards him, narrowing his eyes. “It is my opinion that no respectable scientist will allow himself to be a subject of ridicule by turning in his human DNA to become a freak, a beast or whatever the hell it is you think you are.”
The winged human was unaffected. “I’m sure Dr. Hill that freak or beast doesn’t apply.”
Roma drew his head back slightly, studying the demeanor of the winged human. “What’s your name?”
“I’m Seganus,” he replied humbly.
Roma moved a little closer to him wearing a deep frown. “You don’t think the word freak or beast applies?”
“No. I don’t think so.”
“Is that the carnivorous beaks of the Titanis Walleri I see on you?”
“No.”
“Can you hold the 360 Degrees field of view of the Woodcock.”
“No.”
“The long bills of the Australian Pelican?”
“No.”
“Do you lay the large eggs of the Ostrich?”
“Dr. Hill,” Retina cautioned.
Lorenzo seemed amused by the situation. He was smiling.
“No,” Seganus replied.
Roma continued. “Then you’ll say you don’t have those qualities birds posses?”
“No.”
“You’ll say you’re human?”
Seganus blinked before he spoke. “Yes.”
Roma moved closer to him. “Then why the freaks are you wearing wings?
