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    “What are you talking about?” Grace's fingers played quick chords as he spoke. He didn’t even look as he did it, but it did not make them any less purposeful.

    “Discussing possible reasons why Tau Ceti is not infected while other stars are,” Eva replied deftly. “I would invite you to join, but we were just finishing—”

    “Oh, that’s easy.” His hand twisted a knob, and the notes came out sharper. “It is infected—Petrova Line and everything.”

    In Grace's opinion, dreaming about time traveling is no excuse for getting out of practice with his Eridian. To the rest of the Petrova Taskforce, it seems a bit odd that their resident Astrophage expert has suddenly taken to carrying a keyboard around and playing it whenever he speaks. Eva Stratt resolves to figure out what is going on.

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    He wets his lips anxiously, putting his hands in front of him in defence. “Tom, can you, uhm, can you just tell me why you’re here, please? I’m really confused. I don’t understand why—I don’t understand what’s going on.”

    Tom smiles at him, his brow creasing momentarily like he’s concerned for Grace—as though he doesn’t understand Grace’s obvious fear. “Aw, c’mon, it’s not that confusing. I’m here to take you home.” He laughs. “Well, your new home, obviously.”

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    Every screen in the room blazed with the same breaking news feed. An alien voice had just asked for him by name on live television.

    “Mr. Grace?” little Jamal whispered from the front row, eyes huge behind his glasses. “Is that really you they’re talking about? Like, you you?”

    Ryland’s mouth opened, but nothing came out. His heart slammed against his ribs like it wanted to escape and hide under the desk with the class hamster. He was just Mr. Grace. The guy who drew cartoon planets on the board, who stayed late helping kids glue together messy dioramas of the solar system, who once spent an entire lunch period comforting a sobbing girl because her goldfish had “gone to the great fishbowl in the sky.” He graded spelling tests on vocabulary words like photosynthesis and asteroid. Aliens did not know his name. Aliens did not ask for science teachers.

    The marker slipped from his fingers and clattered to the floor.

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    (12:14) I have a PhD in molecular biology, strap in.

    (12:15) why is that kinda hot

    (12:15) Excuse me

    or, the customary wrong number au but with starstruck

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