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03. Technology
“I’m a good pilot,” she explained to the little spider-legged, metal cube bumbling from one corner of the table to the other. “With knowledge of very simple machines, not— careful!”
She lunged as it toppled overboard, bruise-barking her ribs on one side. But it was worth it, she thought, to cradle the device in hand as it clatter-quivered like a frightened child. “Alright, then?”
“B-bee-eep,” it sort of stammered, and she smiled.
“Alright, then.”










