( that's not actually in any way more comforting a thought. it bothers him that he doesn't recognise this system, too, not even from memory of star charts or anything like that. there's so much space no one knows about, but — this place looks so human-made. everything's the right size. )
Alex, hi.
( prax smiles. despite everything else, he's glad to see alex. though — ) What happened to your arm?
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Alex, hi.
( prax smiles. despite everything else, he's glad to see alex. though — ) What happened to your arm?