Tori found scissors, a tiny welding torch, a sewing kit, and mending tape in the supply closet, and set to work on two of the unclaimed spacesuits. The final result wasn’t pretty, but she knew the electronics worked. The fabric would hold, too.

She thought.

Best not to worry about it.

While she packed up her tool set for the trip across the way, Brian and Lu filled air canisters, and Mr. Gao ran through a litany of instructions about everything from how to access the computer files, to how to wiggle the store cupboard to make the stuck door open, to which seeds she needed to collect, so they could supplement what Lu had started growing on their ship. When the list got long enough, Tori made him start over, repeating everything, so she could record it. That was the only way she&r...

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