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[Keeping his hands to himself he smirks.] I'm not human.

Oh? You aren't? But you look like one! I'm sorry to say so, but you do.

I'm only studying humans today. I'm a vet, you see.

I may look like one but neither of my parents are humans. My father is the god Altwidus the Wise and my mother a forest spirit. I'm what humans call a demigod. I only look human because my followers expect it. I can just aswell look like a bird or lion would I want to. Can't say I've ever met a chimpanzee vet. But it's not too unexpected. There are lots of things in the world that's unseen.

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I value the truth, even if the truth is unpleasant or dangerous. I suppose that's just my scientific nature.

But, to most of my kind, what you've just said—about gods and demigods and all—would be quite heretical. Someone might even try to hurt you for saying things that contradict what they believe. Please be careful.

Science isn't the only truth.

They could try to harm me. They won't have much luck. I'm immortal and can bend reality after my will.

Maybe you're right. I just don't know. You see, we apes have our own religion, and I'm not a big believer in it. Certainly not anymore.

I am glad to hear you'll be safe, however.

Mortals always try to explain things. I don't understand what gratification it gives you lot. Doesn't it take out the wonder and magic about the world? You'll only find more questions.

I'm quite tolerant to others religion. Where I'm from there are just not one god but several. Some of them even rivaling others. It's a game of the powers that be. Personally I'm not too interested in playing that game.

I have been around this long. I'm sure I'll be okay.

Oh, on the contrary! Asking questions gives us a far greater appreciation for all the magic and wonder in the world. Our studies help us to understand how beautifully complex everything is. And if the questions only lead to more questions, so be it.

And how long have you been around?

My father is the keeper of knowledge. He knows every single thing that has happened, how everything works together. It hasn't made him more fun to hang out with. On the contrary, it has left him cynical. Nothing no longer surprises him. There's no wonder in his eyes no more.

I've been around a few hundred years by now.

Perhaps it's for the best that mortals only have time to study one or two things properly in their short lives. I'm happy as an animal psychologist and veterinarian, and my husband is happy as an archaeologist. That's enough for us.

What does your father do all day, if he has nothing left to learn?

Finding solitude in the little things is a good mindset.

He notes down what happens day to day. Listens to mortal prayers. Inspires those that has lot their drive would it be writing, singing or studying. He's the patron god for scribes of all kinds.

I do an awful lot of writing things down, you know. I'm always scribbling notes and writing papers. I wonder if he'd listen to a prayer from me?

I'd believe there's a requirement of being a part of his religion first. I could have a word with him though.

Well, that might be nice. But I don't want to cause any trouble.

Are you a close family? I'm not sure what family relationships would be like, for beings who live forever. I don't know if your parents would consider you all grown up, or still very young.

Regardless of how old I become I'll always be a child in my father's eyes. But then again isn't that always how it is with parents? I wouldn't say that I'm close with my father. I decided a long time ago to forge my own way. So I have. While being immortal is nice, I don't fancy sitting around listening to mortals pleading.

No offense, but you're quite whiny and ask for impossible things. Everyone wants to be a millionaire. But nobody wanna put in the work. A society rests upon those that are hard grafters. The farmers that keep people fed. The traders that travels down perilous path to gather goods. The soldiers that are the first and last defense against anarchy. It seems like people have forgotten that fortune isn't made out of nothing. A society can't build on dreams.

[Abathur kept his two primary hands linked together in front of him, clearly not raised. Just to be safe, he lowered his numerous, insectoid legs as well.]

Negative.

[Stukov carefully raised his left hand, clearly no longer a human appendage.]

I used to be. Does that count for why you are asking?

[Dr. Zira looks shocked at first, both by the sight of Abathur and his ability to respond. Soon after, her surprise gives way to delight. She hurries about, studying him like a puzzle from one angle and another. When she can stand to look away, it's only to scribble notes about him in a notepad.]

I'm just pleased you understood the question. You are positively fascinating.

Well, yes and no. I'm trying to perform a cognitive study on human beings. I know there are some smart humans around here somewhere, but I think I've scared them off.

Could you explain a little about yourself? How is it possible that you used to be human, but not anymore?

You may be right about children always being children in the eyes of their parents. I don't have children of my own yet, but my husband and I want to grow our family, very much. And I just know we'll baby our child long after they've grown into an adult.

Hm. I think I am offended, a little. On behalf of all of us. I don't think farmers and traders and soldiers are any more worthy than intellectuals or artists. Of course we can't all be rich, but I do believe we should all be comfortable and free to pursue the work we most enjoy. That's all I'd pray for: freedom and health.

Your query was direct and simple. It was easy to understand-psionic abilities translate. Language indicates Terran origin?

[The Evolution Master of the Zerg swarm is just as curious about her as she is of him. Mammalian, yes...interesting...not a race he had seen before...similar to Terran humans...but different.]

This is the Common language. My people aren't meant to question where it came from. It was a gift from one of our venerated ancestors. I can't really say whether it's Terran in origin or not. The whole thing is surrounded in religious mumbo jumbo and mystery, I'm afraid.

That's boring compared to psionic abilities. How very marvelous you are. Would you be able to translate any spoken language at all?

Nope.

[Not anymore, at least. Not for at least two hundred years give or take a decade here or there.]

In life, I was....before my Ascension. I was a human Paladin that served the Light.

Well, I specialize in human medicine and psychology.

I'm really not the best qualified to run studies on non-humans. I'll do my best, but it's all new to me. I hope you're not hurt or anything.