gesturing for us to walk across the bridge. He followed behind us, across the metal bridge to the geodesic dome.
Malik swiped a card near the glass door. I heard a seal break, and then the door opened.
I stepped in and was suddenly in a tropical climate at least twenty degrees warmer and considerably more humid than the actual outdoors.
Daisy and I stayed near the entryway while Malik darted around and finally emerged with a large lizard, maybe two feet long and three inches tall.
Its dragon-like tail wrapped around Malik’s arm. “You can pet her,” Malik said, and Daisy did,
but I could see scratch marks on Malik’s hand indicating that it didn’t always like being petted,
so when he turned it toward me, I said, “I don’t really like lizards.”
He then explained to me in rather excruciating detail that Tua (it had a name) was not a lizard at all,
but a genetically distinct creature that dated back to the Mesozoic Era 200 million years ago,
and that it was basically a living dinosaur, and that tuatara can live to be at least 150 years old,
and that the plural of tuatara is tuatara, and that they are the only extant species from the order Rhynchocephalia,
and that they were endangered in their native New Zealand, and that he’d written his PhD thesis on tuatara molecular evolution rates,
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