Чужой
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Noaliengrowth,fungoidorotherwise,decoratedthebodyoftheexecutiveofficer.Ashhadgreatlyunderstatedthematterwhenhe’dreportedachangeinKane’scondition.
Theexecwassittinguponthemedicalplatform.Hiseyeswereopenandclear,functioninginproperconcertwithhisbrain.Thoseeyesturnedtotakeintheknotofgapingarrivals.
’Kane?’Lambertcouldn’tbelieveit.’Areyouallright?’Helooksfine,shethoughtdazedly.Asthoughnothinghadeverhappened.
’Youwantanything?’askedRipley,whenhedidnotrespondtoLambert’squery.
’Mouth’sdry.’DallasabruptlyrememberedwhatKane,inhispresentstate,remindedhimof:amanjustcomingoutofamnesia.Theexeclookedalertandfit,butpuzzledfornoparticularreason,asthoughhewerestilltryingtoorganizehisthoughts.’CanIhavesomewater?’
Ashmovedquicklytoadispenser,drewaplasticcupful,andhandedittoKane.Theexecdowneditinasinglelongswallow.Dallasnotedabsentlythatmuscularco-ordinationseemednormal.Thehand-to-mouthdrinkingmovementshadbeenperformedinstinctively,withoutforethought.
Whileenormouslygratifying,thesituationwasridiculous.Therehadtobesomethingwrongwithhim.
’More,’wasallKanesaid,continuingtoactlike,amanincompletecontrolofhimself.Ripleyfoundalargecontainer,filleditbrimfull,andhandedittohim.Hedownedthecontentslikeamanwho’djustspenttenyearswanderingthedesertsofPiolin,thensaggedbackonthepaddedplatform,panting.
