[WE'RE ON A SPACESHIP WHY IS THE MOON THAT DIFFICULT
but she's moving to lean against his side again, not especially wanting him to go anywhere. Talking about all this has tired her out horribly; she can't manage the effort it would take to act amused or express her gratitude. But he believes her. Long-rooted pessimism settles and quiets because she's sure, more than anything else now, that she can trust him.]
I don't know. I don't even know what winning is supposed to mean. [She shakes her head.] Maybe there's a way to send us back where we came from.
[Reversing that occurs to her before reversing death does, only because she's already thought so much about the latter and ultimately, she doesn't trust the AI to do it right. Even so, she sounds remarkably unenthusiastic about the idea.]
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but she's moving to lean against his side again, not especially wanting him to go anywhere. Talking about all this has tired her out horribly; she can't manage the effort it would take to act amused or express her gratitude. But he believes her. Long-rooted pessimism settles and quiets because she's sure, more than anything else now, that she can trust him.]
I don't know. I don't even know what winning is supposed to mean. [She shakes her head.] Maybe there's a way to send us back where we came from.
[Reversing that occurs to her before reversing death does, only because she's already thought so much about the latter and ultimately, she doesn't trust the AI to do it right. Even so, she sounds remarkably unenthusiastic about the idea.]