[She's not surprised. It's only fair. What he knows and what she knows are two incredibly separate things.
And she can't even be reassured that he's alive. That he made it to space. It's a blind hope that she clings to (and clung to).]
We need their resources until we get our own.
[If they get their own.]
I'm working with a man named Stephen Strange to buff up on medical knowledge, but it's less that I want that and more that I'd prefer to keep tabs on anyone who came with us. Being able to help them will be important, and there are some efforts for us to share information.
The problem is that I feel like I'm out of my element. I guess I'm not the only one.
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And she can't even be reassured that he's alive. That he made it to space. It's a blind hope that she clings to (and clung to).]
We need their resources until we get our own.
[If they get their own.]
I'm working with a man named Stephen Strange to buff up on medical knowledge, but it's less that I want that and more that I'd prefer to keep tabs on anyone who came with us. Being able to help them will be important, and there are some efforts for us to share information.
The problem is that I feel like I'm out of my element. I guess I'm not the only one.