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[incoming communication]
[establishing connection]
[receiving message]
This is Cadet Taylor, of the White Star - well for now, anyway…
Anyone there?
C’mon, please…
[Taylor is busy]
Hello…?
Okay, screw it. You’re not there, are you?
[communication terminated]
[incoming communication]
[establishing connection]
[receiving message]
Look…
All I’m asking for is…
Like…
A sign?
That you’re still there?
[Taylor is sleeping]
Hey again.
C’mon, I managed to isolate your signal, I know you’re there. There’s no point pretending you aren’t.
Unless you aren’t.
[communication terminated]
[incoming communication]
[establishing connection]
[receiving message]
The reason I’m talking to you again…
Well, I miss you, for one. You were a great help, and over the few days stuck on that horrible, horrible rock… Well, I grew to like you quite a lot.
I… You…
Aren’t listening.
Are you?
Okay if no one’s listening, I guess I can talk in confidence.
Dude…
You were… Amazing.
Every time I was freaking out, worrying, half-starving, spitting up green crap…
You were always there, always calm, always ready with a logical answer.
(Or some snarky sarcastic comment, but that’s besides the point.)
I know I already thanked you, and you’ve probably moved on now, and the only way you think about me is when you’re interrogated by the government (did they interrogate you? Do they even know who you are?), or see a terrible sci-fi…
But I have to thank you again. I really, really miss you. The White Star - that’s the vessel that picked me up way back when - is nice, and the crew’s friendly enough, but they’re all so busy, like all the time…
I guess that’s to be expected of a mining vessel, but I need someone to listen to me. No one on board has the time to lend an ear, and even then, their advice would pale in comparison to yours.
(Okay that’s kind of a lie, right now, seeing as you aren’t actually responding with advice or otherwise, but….)
Look I’m spilling my heart here.
You were a friend when I had none. You knew nothing about me, absolutely nada, but you still made it your number one priority to help me.
(Or maybe like number two. Definitely in the top ten.)
It’s not every day someone like you comes along.
Someone so caring, and cool, and smart.
So willing to help someone they’ve never even met.
Uh, so yeah…
Thanks again.
Bye? I guess?
[Taylor is sighing.]
[Wait!] [Taylor, I’m here!]