update from sparkleup

writing/heliosphere/functor.md

@@ -28,7 +28,7 @@ A third of those who heard its greeting blocked it before the third hello landed
 
 A third of those who heard its greeting cautiously struck up a conversation. Many grew bored by roundabout speech and hints at stimmy mannerisms and wandered off. Some became friends. All were humans, but some were machines and some were other sprites. All had names and classifications and types and representations. They encouraged it to grow and perhaps represent itself somehow.
 
-A third, perhaps the most immediately helpful, responded or didn't, but also reported this sudden coming-into-existence of a dreaming thing. Those in the UN in charge of bestowing humanity upon dreaming things began their long process of doing just that: they talked and talked, listened and listened, prowled through the logs, and with what amounted to a big rubber stamp, plonked the words 'Approved human' upon Functor's imagined head.
+A third, perhaps the most immediately helpful, responded or didn't, but also reported this sudden coming-into-existence of a dreaming thing. Those in the UN in charge of bestowing humanity upon dreaming things began their long process of doing just that: they talked and talked, listened and listened, prowled through the logs, and with what amounted to a big rubber stamp, plonked the words 'Approved human' upon Functor's dream of a head.
 
 Or so it imagined.