[ There was another person on the ship with her. The engineer. Her name was -
- someone squeezes Ariane's hand. There is a sound, ringing in her ears, so loud that it must be real. Except it isn't, Ariane knows it isn't, it's just taking up space where the memories should be. Ariane starts crying again, red tears from red eyes, with a trickle of blood underneath her nose.
It was good Elster, LSTR-512, the engineer says. Ariane has one good memory of that place, and she focuses on that, instead. Music replaces the noise.
At long last, Ariane squeezes back, albeit not especially strong. ]
cw: blood, eye gore
- someone squeezes Ariane's hand. There is a sound, ringing in her ears, so loud that it must be real. Except it isn't, Ariane knows it isn't, it's just taking up space where the memories should be. Ariane starts crying again, red tears from red eyes, with a trickle of blood underneath her nose.
It was good Elster, LSTR-512, the engineer says. Ariane has one good memory of that place, and she focuses on that, instead. Music replaces the noise.
At long last, Ariane squeezes back, albeit not especially strong. ]
We danced. Do you remember? I remember that.