His eyes flowed in a single motion from his unmoving face as the female lowered herself. There was too much talking amongst her kind, and yet with such singular sounding voices lacking the dual tone of a true elder race, it made no sense for it to babble on incessantly. That is all the animal knew how to do, talk demandingly. 

The frailty of the creature had taken its toll on its own body. Feeble and weak.

The male's mind was now plagued with so many unspoken questions. Was there a conspiracy or was the need for a more exotic game for the zoo's exhibits that great? Statistical data told him what to expect from a human specimen, their biology, psychology, and even raw behaviors were the same as many infantile species. So why leave such a glaring detail of elder blood from the data he was given? This whole show was against the galactic law. toyed with as though he were of a lowly rank and race. Fingertips and elbows surged with powerful lightning as the males ghosted across the artificial field of grass towards the organic doorway. A burst of air swam through the Eden chamber as he stepped into the dark halls, there was an explosion of light and a scream of rage just as it closed. 

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The following day.

Hours passed as he remembered his encounter with his superiors. A massive room of marbled pillars and advanced architecture adorned the theme as he stood behind a pulpit describing his concerns. Their Authority was not to be questioned, it was indeed illegal and he was to remain quiet about it and do as told. this all was a giant corporate business and he was just a gear in the machine. The male's hair flowed in his stasis pod as he tried to recover precious time laying awake. As his hands traced the glass of his pod, he wondered how the human faired after almost a whole day alone in her cage.