 What was shocking about the Stortulian's return to the interview office later in the day?
We had saturated MacTavish IV with our promotional poop for a month preceding arrival. J. F. Corrigan will hold interviews in person on Ghryne from Thirdday to Fifthday of Tenmonth. "Before we begin, I'll need certain information about—" "I am a being of Regulus II," came the grave, booming reply, even before I had picked up the blank. It was the isolationism of the late 29th century that turned me into the successful proprietor of Corrigan's Institute, after some years as an impoverished carnival man in the Betelgeuse system. At the same time, we had turned away a dozen ursinoids, fifty of the reptilian natives of Ghryne, seven Sirian spiders, and no less than nineteen chlorine-breathing Procyonites wearing gas masks.
 He was motivated to commit murder.
 His depression was building to a suicide attempt.  He had morphed into a larger being.  He was motivated to commit murder.  He was disguising himself as another being.