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rocky always yells “enrichment for grace! enrichment for grace!” when he has a new invention to make the humans time more interesting on erid. grace, while appreciative, replies ‘I know I’m in a zoo enclosure but could we maybe not call it that? I feel like a bear getting thrown a pumpkin covered in peanut butter.’ rocky simply gives him a thumb, not wanting to explain that a significant amount of the population sees grace as the celebrity savior scientist who rocky keeps as a controversially young trophy wife and publicly lavishes in gifts

it’s so magical and beautiful that there are sprawling interconnected cave systems carved deep into the earth by various geological forces and you don’t have to go in them. there are miles and miles of stone passageways in total darkness that require you to exhale all the air out of your lungs to squeeze through parts of them and you don’t have to be there. some of these squeezes are underwater and require cave divers to take off their oxygen tanks and push them through ahead of them and me i am above ground looking at the sky as we speak. there are untold subterranean wonders no human has ever seen and i will not be the one to discover them #grateful #blessed

Still thinking about how Grace was always treated as disposable. Kicked out of his passion field for his honesty—underpaid as a (very good) teacher, to the point he can’t afford a car—left alone in a room full of argon with a sample that might kill him, while all the indispensable guys who put him there stood on the other side of the glass and watched. Shoved screaming into a mission that would kill him. And then, then this bonkers little alien who just met him gladly trades years off his life (via extended return mission) to save him. Runs burning through deadly air to keep him from dying. Chooses finally to weave their lives together forever and recreate Grace’s best dreams of Earth to make him happy. No wonder Grace told Rocky he doesn’t have to get him a gift, he’s given him everything. To one little spider guy, Grace is irreplaceable. That’s love.

rocky's crew dying from radiation exposure, something humans go to great lengths to prevent and are very scared of and ryland's crew dying in their "sleep" with nobody watching, something eridians go to great lengths to prevent and are very scared of. cool book that is easy to read through your tears.

the aroace read of ryland grace is so personal and haunting. "you don't even have a dog." was it not enough to love the world for the sake of living in it. was it not enough to live for the thrill of discovery. was it not enough to smile at your students. was it not enough to be afraid.

joojoo ei oo sun sirkus tai sun apinat, mutta toi laakso ja noi muumit on kyllä sun vastuulla. vai kenen esi-isä tuolla taas kiikkuu kattokruunussa hä

historiantutkija tulevaisuudessa: “ja muinaisilla suomalaisilla oli yksi pääjumaluus nimeltään kela, jolta pyydettiin rahaa monimutkaisilla rituaaleilla. se, antoiko kela rahaa oli hyvin epävarmaa, ja jälkipolville on selviytynyt tarinoita siitä, kuinka kela oli kieltäytynyt jakamasta vaurauttaan ja näin ollen tuominnut ihmiskunnan kurjuuteen.”

Kelalle uhrattiin usein myös uhrilahjoja, jotka oli tehty puusta valmistetusta hyvin ouhesta liuskasta. Liuskassa luki riimukirjoitusta

Kelan palvelijoita, eräänlaisia papittaria, kutsuttiin Kela-tädeiksi ja he toimivat toisinaan välittäjinä tavallisten kansalaisten ja Kelan kommunikoinnissa. Epäselvää on, oliko Kela-tädeillä omaa päätösvaltaa vai noudattivatko nämä tarkkaa säännöstöä sen suhteen, kenelle Kela lopulta osoitti suosiotaan.