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    "Mild sedation will be beneficial to avoid further damage.” Mary says, cool as a cucumber. Right. That sounds good. Great, even.

    And there was a needle coming towards me.

    Wait."
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    Grace has made peace with not going home. Grace has made peace with his choice, and he would choose Rocky every time. Grace has not made peace with what happened to him before he left.

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    04 Jun 2026

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    It's going to be a long trip back to Erid. I'm trying to make it as easy on Rocky as I can.

    (Or: Grace is wrong about what Eridians need, and he's especially wrong about why. )

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    03 Jun 2026

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    "Grace sad, not good. I fix."

    "… Um. How?" I ask. "Oh, God, please don't make me a human-shaped robot to hug. That would be so creepy."

    "No robot," Rocky promises.

    (Or: Grace was touch-starved even before he left Earth. Rocky attempts to fix.)

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    03 Jun 2026

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    I lived with this hunger long before the Hail Mary. This is nothing new. I’m fine.

    Right up until Rocky asks another question.

    “When last time you touch other human person skin, question?”

    Oh. Oh no. “When I… a few days after I first woke up here.”

    Rocky starts to relax for a split second, but then tightens when something occurs to him.

    “Grace crewmates dead when you wake up. You said this, statement. You not even know your own name, remember nothing, see dead bodies, confirm?”

    I nod, because if I open my mouth I will gag.

    “When last time Grace touch ALIVE human person, question.”

    I swallow thickly. I don’t answer aloud because I know Rocky can hear the hitch in my breath. My stomach churns with fresh bile. He senses my vital signs tick over into stress patterns and goes very, very still again.

    “Grace. When last time, question.”

    I clench my jaw so hard my temples ache, and beg him with my eyes to just stop.

    “Grace. Please say not when… when Evil Stratt humans put you to sleep.”

    I can taste grass.

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    AKA: Grace starves for more than just food on the journey to Erid.

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