Andi wakes up first. Bella's not far behind.
"Well," says Bella. "I still plan to kill it, this without knowing how good a painkiller the acquisition trance happens to be."
"I might," she says thoughtfully. "And me and Ethan haven't acquired each other yet, either."
She heads back down to the basement, from which Ethan has not yet emerged.
Bella opens the door to the garage. "Renée's not home," she says. "You can demorph and come in and get dressed the rest of the way."
A few minuts after that, Trouble comes into the rest of the house and shuts the door behind him. He learned how to morph clothes, but not very many; hopefully no one who sees him heading for the basement in his underwear will faint with shock.
"So what's this about everybody turning into Yeerks?"
"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."