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  1. Public Bookmark 7

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    He’d been so used to seeing his own face on someone else that he’d never considered the possibility of only seeing it in pictures and the mirror.

    Ryland’s statue doesn’t age. It hasn’t wrinkled like Colt has. It looks relaxed, content, but human. It sits with one leg tucked up against its chest, leaning back against the statue of Rocky. Its chin is tilted down, not up. It makes direct eye contact with the person sitting on the bench in front of it.

    Ryland makes direct eye contact with Colt, and looks exactly the same as the last time he saw him.

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    Colt Seavers receives a birthday gift from someone unexpected.

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    01 Jul 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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    01 Jul 2026

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    “Grace! Why you no say plants are on Hail Mary, question?!”

    The question puts me on my back foot. Literally. I jog up to the door after my morning run to find Rocky waiting for me on my side of the house, suited up and ticked off. I rock back on my heel.

    “Huh?”

    “What you mean ‘huh’, is simple question! Why no mention plants on Hail Mary when almost die of no vitamins?!”

    “No bud, I heard you the first time,” I scoff, shaking my head ruefully. He gets under my feet, tapping at my thighs with his claws to annoy me while I toe off my running shoes.

    “Hey, quit— quit it! You’ve gotta be confused, the only plant matter on the Hail Mary was the food in my meals, and that’s years gone.”

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    Aka, Grace gets a bittersweet surprise several years after he settles into his life on Erid.

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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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    01 Jul 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 12

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    Grace grows worried about a human condition called 'failure to thrive' and speaks with Adrian about it. They refuse to accept that Grace could die, even if he has everything he needs to survive

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