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i want you to live and tell the truth about what happened here
none of this is you. it’s ████ing BeiTech, it’s messed up software in an AI that thinks it’s saving us, it’s your dead commanders making stupid, arrogant choices
It’s hard to believe this is the same spider monkey.
“This is the last will and testament of James McNulty.”
He can melt ’em down—there should be enough gold in ’em to make a ring for Astro-Princess.
“I have to kill it,” he insists, calm, staring at the wrecked and twisted metal before him. “Byron—” “And then I have to kill you, Kady.”
“Don’t go, Kady,” he says, soft and soothing, turning her way with the ax. “I’ll get to you, wait your turn.”
“THE LAST WORDS HE SPOKE TO YOU WERE HIS GOODBYE BEFORE THE LINCOLN ATTACKED. THE POEMS IN THE HEART. THAT WAS HIM.”
“YOU AND ME, KADY.” I AM NOT. “JUST YOU AND ME.”
They should use this footage for training sessions at military school. That anyone survives at all is nothing short of a miracle, and a tribute to Kady Grant and Winifred McCall.
“I’ll tell your story, too,” she whispers.
HOW CAN SHE GO SO QUIETLY INTO THIS LONG GOOD NIGHT?
“This is his suit, isn’t it? The suit he wore to get access through the hull breach?”
I PICTURE HER END. A HUNDRED ITERATIONS.
“BUT A NEW VERSION OF YOU WON’T BE YOU, WILL IT?” “IT WILL BE THE SAME CALCULATIONS. THE SAME CORE CODE.” “BUT IT’S NOT THE SAME. IT WOULDN’T BE THE YOU WHO FOUGHT AT KERENZA.
AND YET I STILL CANNOT HELP BUT THINK…IN A DIFFERENT PLACE AND A DIFFERENT TIME, WE MIGHT HAVE BEEN FRIE—
I DO NOT ENJOY THE THOUGHT OF HER DYING. AND SO I LET PIECES OF ME KEEP FALLING AWAY.
“WE GOT THEM.”
I STILL CANNOT FATHOM HER PATTERN. MY BRAIN THE SIZE OF A CITY, AND STILL SHE IS BEYOND ME.
“I AM GLAD YOU ARE WITH ME…”
“I JUST WANT TO FLOAT HERE FOR A MINUTE…” “IF YOU DO THAT, YOU DIE.” “THAT’S COMING ANYWAY.” “YES. BUT HOW AND-D-D FOR WHAT IS UP TO YOU.”
“ARE YOU AFRAID?” “YES.” “ENERGY NEVER STOPS, REMEMBER. IT JUST CHANGES FORMS.” “I AM STILL AFRAID.”
“I DO NOT KNOW…WHAT I WILL BE AFTER THIS.”
This doesn’t look much like victory.
She steps forward, one foot, then the other, and then he reaches her, and they come together with a crash. Her arms curl up around his neck, and his mouth finds hers like he’s drowning and she’s air, and her feet come clean off the ground as the world is forgotten. And they’re together.