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    "Hey...can I ask you something kind of weird?"

    "Shoot," Rocky says, his voice sounding amused. "But not actually shoot."

    Grace wants to laugh at the joke (he's been getting better at joking and sarcasm) but instead he swallows, his fingers tracing idle patterns on the blanket. The ache from earlier at the classroom, the beach, the constant invisible wall feels closer tonight.

    "What does it feel like... to touch you?" he asks. "I mean, if we could. Your carapace. Your claws. What would it feel like to me?"

    Rocky is quiet for a long beat. When he sings again, his melody is thoughtful and gentle.

    "Hard. Rocky, like name. Like...strong stone that is alive. My claws are sharp but careful. My body pulses a little when I am happy. Like singing Grace can feel instead of hear." He pauses, then adds with a soft, almost shy trill, "What does human skin feel like, question? To me, I wonder."

    He imagines it.

    In his mind, the xenonite shell vanishes.

    Or: Grace is touch starved and Rocky wants to make it better

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    02 Jul 2026

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    He had thought that day would've been like every other. Sure, the kids got a little riled up. It happend when so much uncertainty was all around them.

    Ryland had never imagined that that fateful day would eventually lead to finding the answer to his own all-encompassing curiosity about his soulmark.

    What do you mean?

    Or, Grace spends his whole life wondering what his soulmark means, and whether he even has a soulmate. He finds his answer among the stars.

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    27 Jun 2026

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    It took Grace a long time to recover all of his memories, and he wasn’t even sure that it was all of them. For him to realize why his chest felt tight when he looked at the pictures containing a weary faced woman with light eyes and red hair, someone that lingered across his memories, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth. Eva Stratt was not a woman he thought he would ever forget, and yet her attempt to erase herself from his mind almost worked.

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    Aka, I have Rocky discover what Stratt did to Grace, and they cry about it. A lot. Or at least, Grace does.

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    26 Jun 2026

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    Grace clings to the zenonite ball as tightly as he can, trying to trick his mind into believing that the smooth, warm surface was what it was after. That this hug shared between two species unable to coexist in the same environment is enough to satisfy his human instincts.

    His skin prickles. The tears keep falling. It isn’t enough. And it will stay that way for as long as he is away from Earth.

    A shudder runs through the man at this bleak thought, the ever-expanding pit in his chest feeling as though it’s swallowing up his entire being.

    As if he heard the emotional casam split further, Rocky’s warbles take on a mournful croon. “Grace, tell Rocky what wrong. Please?”

    Grace presses his tear-stained cheek against the warm surface, sighing miserably.

    “I’m touch starved.”

     

    Or... Grace's years of isolation from humans result in severe touch starvation. Rocky takes one look at this problem and says, "Hold my minerals."

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    24 Jun 2026

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    "Rocky did not understand human names and titles when we met. Eridian names longer, give information on Eridian's home, associations, skills." For the first time in ages, he positioned two of his arms together, forming the design that Grace thought of like a family crest, a single design bisected.

    "You should teach me to read those before we get to Erid, so I can be polite." As Grace considered the linework, already picking up on some vague ideas from the shapes in Rocky's carapace, something else occurred to him. "So… I picked 'Rocky' because your outer shell looks like stone."

    "And for inspirational story of athlete who defeats human system of poverty to become great champion. Eye of the tiger."

    "Retroactively, yeah." Grace bent at the hips, getting to Rocky's 'eye' level. "So what'd you name me?"

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    22 Jun 2026