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Clean Out Your Wounds With Dirty Fingers by rhymes_with_hex
Fandoms: Andy Weir's Project Hail Mary - All Media Types, Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026), Iron Lung (2026), David Szymanski's Iron Lung - All Media Types
27 Sep 2026
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“You… you really think you’re a pet.” Statement. Grace felt like Rocky, needing to clarify that it wasn’t a question.
“Some days, yeah.” Simon didn’t seem concerned. “Good days, usually. Some days I wake up convinced I’m dead and this is just the weirdest purgatory-adjacent afterlife. Or paradise. Or that I’m still actively dying and all this is an incredibly long hallucination my brain is running to keep me calm during the transition. But that one’s pretty easy to talk myself out of.”
“So every morning you have to sort out where your brain thinks you are that day?” he asked, all scientific curiosity gone. Simon gave an affirmative hum, more of an Eridian sound, affirmative in the note, than a human one, affirmative in the arrangement of notes. Grace thought of that morning, of every morning, where he had to piece together the blank emptiness of his mind. “I think I get it.”
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In which Rocky and Grace arrive and find the Eridians much more equipped to handle the specific needs of a leaky space blob than they had anticipated.