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Happy Father’s Day, Ryland Grace and Carl The Government.

Still at the fucking restaurant and by restaurant I mean Yáo Li-Jie going into the coma and dying, still believing that his crew was there voluntarily. By restaurant I mean Olesya Ilyukhina believing she will get to teach her friend EVA stuff, getting put under thinking she will see Tau Ceti and be there to support the man who chose to sacrifice his life in less than three hours. By restaurant I mean Yáo thinking he will get to witness the discovery of their solution with his friends by his side. By restaurant I mean Grace waking up with two bodies next to him, terrified, light years away from home, and still deciding to give them proper funerals because he knew, instinctively, that he used to love those people and that they deserved better than rotting away on a spaceship denying them proper burial at home.

the small stinker spends time with me on the couch