"So what's this about everybody turning into Yeerks?"
"To check each other for icky brain-contents," Andi says. "We can probably acquire Dad's."
"Andi and I could just about tolerate having each other run checks, if it were necessary, Robin says maybe Ethan and probably vice-versa, how about you?"
Trouble shrugs. "I'd let you," he says. "Or Ethan. Or Robin." With a wry smile, "You might not want to, though."
"I don't want to morph a Yeerk at all; the question is whether it's better than some appreciable risk of discovery and hostile infestation. If we're pressed for time and can't just find a way to contain you for three days."
"It's not the only way to check, though, is it?" he says thoughtfully. "I mean. You could beat me up for a while and see if the Yeerk bails. I wouldn't mind."
"I don't know how well it'd work. It depends on things we don't know about how Yeerks react to injured hosts. But yes, I thought of it."
"It has the additional disadvantage of not generalizing well."
"On a related note, we are curious how good an anaesthetic acquisition trance is."
And down he goes into the basement! That basement is having an exciting day today.
"I know sooooo much more than I needed to know about so many things."
"To summarize: It doesn't make anything hurt less, but it makes you care less about it hurting," she says. "Trouble, who already likes pain, can barely tell the difference. Ethan says there's a world of difference. I'm somewhere in between."
"Interesting. So, worth acquiring a Yeerk shortly before squishing it. Thank you."