I demorphed around the corner of the building, put my transitional sunglasses back on, and slipped into the crowd shuffling toward the gate. I pretended to bump into the woman in front of me, hooking my foot in front of her ankle so she tripped-
-and I grabbed her wrist at the last second, catching her before she could hit the pavement. "Heh... sorry, so clumsy of me... it's these glasses, new prescription; can't see a damn thing."
"'Sokay, thanks for catchin' me."
I nodded and let go of her arm, stepped into the plane and did a quick partial-morph of the woman whose DNA I'd just acquired. Now I'd be able to use thought-speak, if needed, and my identity would be just obscured enough for me to feel okay in a space surrounded by so many people.
<Cobra, I'm two rows behind you and to your left; please cough if you notice anything that should concern us.>