"I don't know...can we let her move at least? Tell her it's going to be okay?"
"...What do you plan on becoming when you graduate, Lil?"
"A veterinarian, sir."
"I see. Well that makes sense. Alright, then this should be good practice for you. I'll allow the human to move, but it will be up to you to keep her under control. If things get out of hand, it will reflect in your grade, understand?"
"Yes sir!"
"Good. Alright class, please give Lil you're full cooperation. Lil, the ship's technology is at your disposal. Lets see what you can do."
If she had a lip, Lil would have bit it. If the human didn't cooperate, she'd be in big trouble. But there was no turning back now. She was going to have to proceed very carefully...
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