There is, unfortunately, no escaping physics. Bound by the speed of light, even information must take its time to get birth going. And as we move farther into the void, that time grows until the distance becomes unspeakable.
I'm sorry to hear that, private. Francisco. Francisco. It's heartbreaking to lose someone you care about and love, platonic or otherwise. And to lose a part of your body, too. I can't imagine the pain.
I guess I'm still not used to language.
I couldn't see how sickening my words.
Could be or is different for everyone.
It seems something concerns me greatly. Enough to drop this for now.
From what you described, I think I've encountered that species before all my travels through space. You meet some unsavory creatures. What I can tell you right now is to be on your guard. I don't think you hold much power in this current situation, and I don't want to make you overly paranoid, but you need to know this they are persistent little fucks. They will come back. Keep a lookout for your fellow crewmates. There's a way to slow them down. Micro terstract, I think it's called. Let me think. Chemical acid. The people word for that cylinder. Fuck, I don't know. I've never used one before. That's all I have. Stay safe, please.
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