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@ -110,7 +110,28 @@ Sure, she would also send out the occasional metapsionic pulse — one of the de
Soot did not know the specifics. They were not a doctor — or at least not a psychologist, for they were also a fully qualified CMO — and so they did not even pretend to. They just knew that sometimes they were Abby, that remembering things that happened while they were Abby was like reading a story, ill-conceived and more often than not a picture book, scant on the details. They imagined it must feel similar to Abby, too: perhaps she remembered what happened to her as Soot was akin to remembering a dream. Soot did not know the specifics. They were not a doctor — or at least not a psychologist, for they were also a fully qualified CMO — and so they did not even pretend to. They just knew that sometimes they were Abby, that remembering things that happened while they were Abby was like reading a story, ill-conceived and more often than not a picture book, scant on the details. They imagined it must feel similar to Abby, too: perhaps she remembered what happened to her as Soot was akin to remembering a dream.
(Command ethos: older sibling, wants to support the station) They shook their head to clear away the cobwebs and lingering threads of last night's dream and instead smiled to the vulp looking eagerly for approval, a young critter looking quite proud of their TEG setup.
"?{Betht burn I've theen in a while, actually,}(Best burn I've seen in a while, actually,)" they said, spending a moment cherishing the look of elation that came across their face.
"Thanks, cap!" they said brightly, bouncing on their toes — at least as best as one could in an atmos hardsuit. "Should keep us going through the whole shift."
"?{The volumetric pump ith at...?}(The volumetric pump is at...?)"
"Five liters per second."
"?{Ith that the lowetht you could get it without the pump backing up?}(Is that the lowest you could get it without the pump backing up?)"
Their expression fell slightly. "Yeah. But I did the math, and it'll still last us."
Soot smiled reassuringly. "?{Then that'th all I care about, if you're not worried,}(Then that's all I care about, if you're not worried,}" they said, resting a paw on the vulp's shoulder. "?{Jutht make thure you're not overfilling the hot-loop nektht time, and you'll have your Thee-E thert on the thpot.}(Just make sure you're not overfilling the hot-loop next time, and you'll have your CE cert on the spot.)"
They laughed and nodded. "Want me to pull any plasma out of the hot loop?"
They shook their head. "?{Like I thaid, I'm not worried if you aren't.}(Like I said, I'm not worried if you aren't.)"
They nodded and, hearing the call for help in putting the anti-matter engine to sleep for the time being. The AME made a good initial source of energy, and a necessary backup, but was too expensive, fuel-wise, to run the whole shift.
(Glimmer keeps rising) (Glimmer keeps rising)