Maybe it doesn't exist in your universe? That would be sad. It's just called Dinosaur Comics. If you remember things when you get home you'll have to look it up.
[ It is kind of rude, isn't it? It doesn't last long, Kate's head popping up again as Claire snatches Diablo away. She watches him explore as she taps a couple more keys and then puts her phone away again. ] Sorry. Wait, you went back into the halls?
[ Kate's frown is concern, but clearly Claire is here and fine. Of course Claire would be fine. ] Did everyone get back okay? [ That is very clearly her first priority, and only second comes a repeat of what she's said whenever the subject of new expeditions has come up since their return from the halls: ] I really think we need new angles on this. More recon's not going to get us anywhere. I guess it's good to know the halls are open again, though.
[ Claire doesn't want to have to think about maybe or maybe not remembering when she gets home. Sometimes she thinks that she doesn't even want to get home. There's a writhing mass of consequences waiting for her when she does, and she would rather deal with space insanity any day than deal with the guilt of what she's done. Being away from it this long has given her a bleaker perspective, with more time to reflect. Maybe one day she'll be more positive about it.
As for Kate's questions, Claire nods, both in agreement and affirmation. ]
It was exhausting, honestly. I think I slept for eight hours straight without even moving. I don't know how good it is to know that the halls are open again. Even when we go down there and come up with different things, it's still the same dead end. More questions with less answers, less room for answers. I wish that I had more of a mind for research. I've been looking back through the network trying to find anything that might explain what's happening or why, but it's like putting together a puzzle with pieces that don't fit each other. And also I'm blind. And I've never put a puzzle together in my life.
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[ It is kind of rude, isn't it? It doesn't last long, Kate's head popping up again as Claire snatches Diablo away. She watches him explore as she taps a couple more keys and then puts her phone away again. ] Sorry. Wait, you went back into the halls?
[ Kate's frown is concern, but clearly Claire is here and fine. Of course Claire would be fine. ] Did everyone get back okay? [ That is very clearly her first priority, and only second comes a repeat of what she's said whenever the subject of new expeditions has come up since their return from the halls: ] I really think we need new angles on this. More recon's not going to get us anywhere. I guess it's good to know the halls are open again, though.
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As for Kate's questions, Claire nods, both in agreement and affirmation. ]
It was exhausting, honestly. I think I slept for eight hours straight without even moving. I don't know how good it is to know that the halls are open again. Even when we go down there and come up with different things, it's still the same dead end. More questions with less answers, less room for answers. I wish that I had more of a mind for research. I've been looking back through the network trying to find anything that might explain what's happening or why, but it's like putting together a puzzle with pieces that don't fit each other. And also I'm blind. And I've never put a puzzle together in my life.