Moira put the kettle on for tea, listening and talking as she did so. "My specialty is human mutation, not meta-human or alien genetics, but I may still be able to help. From your description of your symptoms, my primary guess would be that the alien gene is attempting to rewrite your DNA. There are certain viruses which function by replicating themselves into host cells and rewriting the DNA, to restructure the host in a way most suited to their own survival." Taking out three cup and placing a teabag in each, she glanced up, hoping that she wasn't getting too technical for her audience.
"The good news, if that is the case, is that it is reversible. DNA can often be treated like the code in a computer. As long as there's still some of your own DNA remaining, untouched, the virus can be reversed. And even if your cells have already been fully contaminated, it might be possible to reset your DNA with a human source--probably that of a close relative. In that case, however, you'd lose any meta-human abilities which weren't genetically inherited." Pouring the water and setting tea-cups on the counter for them to come and take. Cassie had said no, but Moira assumed she was being polite, and had made an extra cup as long as she was making tea for herself and Peter.
"This is all just speculation, of course. If you have the results of the blood test, that would help, but I'd need access to a laboratory in order to know more. My laboratory in Scotland is fully equipped to handle these situations, but we'd have to find a way to get you to Scotland, as soon as possible. Even then, if the changes are not targeting your DNA, but rather changing you on a molecular level, or some other process, I wouldn't know how to halt or reverse it." Moira sipped at her tea, perfectly calm but willing to help: even ready to temporarily abandon her work here and return to her lab in Scotland if he requested.