Tzura nodded. "Very well," she said, stepping away from the table and gesturing for one of the other aliens to join them. The female who approached was shorter than Tzura, with pale blue skin and a shock of bright pink hair. She looked at Mus86 curiously before turning her attention to Tzura.

"Yes, Tzura?" she asked, sounding slightly impatient.

Tzura explained Mus86's request and asked if it would be possible for one of the surgeons to wear a sterile garment during his "procedure." The other woman considered this for a moment before shrugging.

"I don't see why not," she said eventually. "We are always willing to accommodate our guests, as long as it does not interfere with the safety or efficiency of our work." She glanced back at Mus86, her expression unreadable. "Is this what you wanted?"