Like ancestry.

Do you think that stuff matters?

Orson I think that's one of the signs.

Joel was born on HALLOWEEN?

Isn't that like, one of the signs???

Those are antlers, not horns.

I was an annoying kid.

Daisy rolls her eyes and trudges along behind her, dismayed but not defeated. Standing out *was* the strat. And the way she saw it, she'd have even more luck charming a group of strangers if they just so happened to be unable to understand a single word she was saying.

“If we enter the championship maybe we could *win* our way back home.”

“And go where? It's a miracle we can even breathe here! What if next time we end up somewhere with acid for air or- or- or something? We'd be screwed. Let's just slow down, think things through. You're right though, we should start at the bar. They've got like, a pool table, I guess for space pool?”

and grasps at the air, “maybe we'll find something or someone or someone or something'll find us, and rescue us!”

She wasn't convincing herself either.

friend stroke coworker stroke very scary associate.

“Nothing that'll change anything. I think there's another expedition coming up, so we could volunteer for that, but I don't know if we're built for that. I mean I know *I'm* not built for that, but maybe it'll...” she scrunches up her features