"That's the biggest damn bee I've ever seen," she remarked, as she pushed herself upright as she studied another flower, turning to respond to Jeffrey's original question "But I would suspect that genetic engineering may be this world's only option. I mean look outside - the devastation - and I'm guessing that's not merely limited to London. Nationally, it could be hard to cultivate even the simplest crop now that the ground is contaminated with a thick coating of rubble that hardly look as fertile. If I had to guess, I would say that these are all by-products of experiments to reintroduce flora and fauna into this broken world."

She shook her head sadly, as she stroked the petal of one of the flowers. It felt like caressing rich silk and the colour was a loud shade of orange, vibrant against the bleak, white lab walls. 

"And as for the giant creatures, I presume they may be by-product results of introducing new chemicals into soil or the water source above. Either that, or this scientist is interested in more than regeneration...maybe these people are interested in revenge," she said, shuddering at the thought, "And if so, let's hope they don't see us as threats."

She walked forward through the greenhouse and at the far end, a doorway led into another section. Gesturing to Jeffrey to follow her, she approached but froze a few paces from the exit. Was that a noise? She edged forward slower and realised that what she could here was voices, quick and impatient. Tensed, she scooted forward even more until she could peer around the frame. Inside, was a simple conference room with a large table in the middle. Three men in lab coats were sat around it, chattering animatedly - they looked fairly young and around the same age as Jeffrey and Christy. They were talking with a familiar language (English) but every now and then, a phrase was interjected into the conversation that she had never heard before; some that had presumably evolved after Christy's old era. Eyes wide, she glanced back at Jeffrey.

"People!" she whispered breathlessly to him as they hovered out of the strangers' view "Real people, from the future! Do we approach them? Wait - will they think we're trespassing?"