Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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Captain Hannah climbed painfully down from the , hobbled across the spaceport to where Beulah and I were waiting to greet him among the stars. Call it the Look of Eagles. Captain Hannah had lost every inch of him that showed was a red mass of welts piled on more welts, as though never try." He lapsed back into silence after this uncharacteristic admission. I almost felt sorry for him, but just then Beulah came racking across for his present troubles, it was no more than he deserved. I rated winning for once. anxiously, after the elephants had been admired and sent back home. The success of that venture—even if the job had turned out to be more "I got them there safely," said Captain Hannah. enough tolerance to cause no trouble in the trip in Delta Crucis ." A ourselves to hauling a full load of it?" asked Captain Hannah. "We couldn't," I protested. "The Myporians gave us a deadline. If we had gone through all of that rigamarole, we would have lost the Especially when you're barricaded in the head." I almost asked him why he had been barricaded in the bathroom of the 'remember' the rate and direction of movement, and keep it up during the night time. So what? We had that problem all figured out." "You think so? That solution was one of yours, too, wasn't it?" He gazed moodily at his beaker of rhial. "I must admit it sounded good to me, too. In Limbo, moving at multiple light-speeds, the whole light source, and then dimmed until we had ten and one-half hours of darkness. "Of course, it didn't work." "For Heaven's sake, why not?" "So what did you do?" I asked, when that had sunk in. "If the stem doesn't keep winding, the plants die and they can only take a few extra hours of night time before they run down." "Oh," said Captain Hannah in quiet tones of controlled desperation, "it gravity, and then I strung a light and moved it every fifteen minutes for ten and one-half hours, until I had gone halfway around the room. Then I could turn the light off and rest for ten and one-half hours. The plants liked it fine. "I won't even talk about what I went through while I was shifting the hydroponic tanks, when all the plastic membranes that were supposed to keep the water in place started to break." "I'd like to know," I said sincerely. He stared at me in silence for a moment. "Well, it filled the cabin one of them. You could drown—I almost did. Several times. "I got a fire pump—an empty one. You know the kind a wide cylinder "Did it work?" I asked eagerly. "Eventually. Then I stopped to think of what to do with the water. It was full of minerals and manure and such, and I didn't want to that or suicide. I had begun to get the feeling that they were stalking me. So I drew a blank." "Then after that you were all right, except for the tedium of moving "Not yet," said Captain Hannah. "Like you, I figured I had the stage. I guess they were more like butterflies than mosquitoes in their habits. And now they were mature. "There were thousands and thousands of them, and each one of them made a tiny, maddening whine as it flew." reach died so fast that you could watch their leaves curl up and drop off. "I couldn't figure whether to turn up the fans and dissipate the because it's poisonous to humans too. "I finally blocked the vents and the door edges in the head, after that had made their way into the head with me, and started to change the air in the ship to get rid of the poison. I knew it was too late before I started, and for once I was right. a breeding ground for midges, but the midges didn't seem to want to cooperate. Whatever I tried to do, they came back to me. I was the only thing they seemed to love. I didn't dare bathe, or scratch, or even wriggle, for fear of killing more of them. And they kept on itching. It was just about unbearable, but I bore it for three interminable days while the midges died one by one. It was heartbreaking—at least, it was to me. "And it was unnecessary, too. Because apparently the carolla had already laid their eggs, or whatever it is that they do, before I had fumigated them. After my useless days of agony, a new batch blundered around aimlessly. "I lit out for the head again, to keep away from that intolerable whining. This time I took a luxurious shower and got rid of most of the midges that came through the door with me. I felt almost comfortable, in fact, until I resumed my efforts to catch up on my reading. of their life cycle as the carolla. Apparently the shaking up I had given their larvae in moving the tanks and dipping the water up in buckets and all that had inhibited them in completing their cycle the first time around. the adult dinglebury will eat only the adult carolla, and it has to fill itself full to bursting before it will reproduce. If I had the translation done correctly, they were supposed to dart gracefully around, catching carolla on the wing and stuffing themselves happily. that anyway, because it was almost 'daylight', and time for me to start shifting the lights again. dizzy, so they can't catch carolla. "And if you think I figured all that out about dingleburys getting dizzy at the time, in that madhouse of a ship, then you're crazy. What "I didn't dare to get rid of the things without checking my book, of course, so it was back to the head for me. 'Night' had come again—and carolla left to join me outside. "I showered and swatted and started to read. I got as far as where it said that the dingleburys continued to be of importance, and then I'm afraid I fell asleep. "I got up with the sun the next morning. Hell, I had to, considering That was the first of my welts, and it put me back in the head in about two seconds. "And what's more, I found that I couldn't kill the damn things. Not if other to the point where they curled up and died, and I had to do it gently , surrounded by a bunch of worried dingleburys. "Every time they got a little too worried, or I slipped and bumped into computer was completely clogged. I could use the auxiliary, on the bridge, if I could get to it, but it's a poor substitute. For another translated very carefully—it required an 'organic processor'. "So I had to eat pounds of that horrible tasting stuff every day, and process it the hard way. "I didn't even have time to scratch my bites. I must have lost weight away—if they ever do—but I have improved a lot already. "For a while I must have been out of my head. I got so caught up in the rhythm of the thing that I didn't even notice when we slipped out Crucis down safely. Even as shaky as I was, developed fully. They were popping and spreading fine dust-like spores all over the ship, those last few hours before I landed. "By that time, though, an occasional sneezing fit and watering eyes didn't bother me any. I was far beyond the point where hay fever could add to my troubles. reasonable at the time." Captain Hannah inhaled a sip of rhial, and seemed to be enjoying the powerful stuff. He acted as if he thought he had finished. Hannah nodded. "They were growing luxuriously." He nodded his head a couple of more times, in spite of the discomfort it must have given him. III, they let me go. "They'll send you the bill. They don't figure it will take them more than a few months to complete the job." Captain Hannah stopped talking and stood up, painfully and a little busy reaching for the rhial. END

<question>:
What word best describes Captain Hannah's physical description at the beginning of the article?

<options>:
A Sick
B Grotesque
C Feverish
D Exhausted

<answer>:

B