Project Hail Mary

by Andy Weir

I put my hand up against the divider. Rocky puts a claw on the divider opposite my hand.

“Well, you’re not alone anymore, buddy,” I say. “Neither of us are.”

“Be careful,” says Rocky. “You are friend now.” “Thanks,” I say. “You are friend also.” “Thank.”

“You will miss me, question? I will miss you. You are friend.” “Yeah. I’m going to miss you.”