"Yes," Lana said a little nervously. "Just this morning. And you know, the weird thing is I have this feeling that I could identify pretty much anything just by tasting it. Like, not just foods or whatever, but... *anything*."

She hesitates. "I'm afraid that maybe it's related to the meteor rocks from home, that I'm mutating. And most of the mutants... well, they become sort of evil."