The blatant flattery doesn't bother Amai at all -- she basks in it, perfectly aware of it. She smiles at him, catlike.

"I would be pleased to teach you. I'm sure there is much to learn for both of us."

Her violet eyes are bright with interest, a hint of dangerous ambition. "Perhaps we should meet again, another night. I'll see to it that your princess gets her camera. It's a fairly trivial request, I think. It isn't as though she's allowed near any sensitive areas, and data can always be deleted."

Her smile broadens, sweetening, and she tilts her head at Byerly. "We can meet here again, if you like. I'll show you to the genetics wing. I think you'll find it fascinating. And we can have a look at that DNA sample together."