They glance at each other again. 

"Discretion is very important to us, of course."

"Of course - one year old who can't even remember anything doesn't need a panic about aliens crashing down around her ears -"

"Exactly."

"Won't say a word."

"Thank you."

"Of course. Is there anything else?"

"No. Thank you."

"Of course," he says again, and he goes out to buy a housecall kit.

Blues pace less worriedly. "I think it should be okay."

Hug. "As long as she's okay."

He returns an hour later.

He goes and gets Lintalai. "Lintalai, this is Antulo Kemka."

"Hello," says Lintalai.

"Hi there," says Antulo. "Do you know why I'm here?"

"You're gonna try to figure out how to doctor me 'cause I'm an alien."

"That's right. Do you want your dads here or not?"

"I don't mind."

They snuggle quietly on the couch.

Antulo explains what he's doing softly while he looks her over and about a minute in reports softly (after checking the instrument on himself) that she doesn't have a heartbeat.

" - uh. Okay. Do you feel normal, Lintalai?"

"Yeah."

"Okay."

Antulo is a bit more ginger about looking her over after that but eventually gets a cheek swab and peers at it through the microscope attachment for his pocket everything and says "um".

"Hmmm?"

"...the cells on this slide have walls."

" - it's been a long time since I've taken a biology class. That's - like trees?"

"Yes."

"Uh. Okay."