That flatlander Omega was an idiot!

She almost timesunk her own brain into a oxygen-starved-burnt-and-frozen cloud of cinders with downshift.

However Pylo remembered that, they had done good?

She peered into the silly little can intently, anxiously twiddling her foremost distils around each other as she held her position with her aft limbs.

Pursing her lips in a thin frown of worry.

No one could see her but she felt it and expressed it anyway.

“Did it work? Is Aleph going to be alright?”

Quarti turned towards her, peering at a solid wall before nodding and smiling a bit.

“I think so, But this was very strenuous for both of them, I’ll keep watch over the young ones, you should take care of yourself as well”

Pylo huffed and nodded.

Tugging her way up and out, that had been exhausting in an entirely different way then usual. Omega was a brute and a moron, she had wielded Pylo’s finesse like a bludgeon. It made her voice sore!

And it wasn't even that it should have been this hard on either of them!

The idiot! Why did she insist on trying to do all the thinking in her little brain inside that calcium box!

Pylo had explicitly unfurled herself so that the Flatlander could offload the thinking onto HER where she had more ROOM for it.

Idiot terran almost killed herself three times.

Not once, not twice, but three times.

She was lucky pylo was able to stop her from it. Or she stopped herself by being pylo? Blech confusing and weird and the whole thing was stupid.

But...

Aleph was probably okay right?

Pylo never meant to hurt her. She just wanted to stop being misunderstood.

...

She was sure Aleph would be fine! She did good by her passengers!

Pylo Deserved Cake!

They had grabbed a big haul of local food stuffs and dishes from Terra. Pickled them properly of course immediately afterward so they kept all their nuance and freshness.

And Pylo very much enjoyed the things Terrans called cake.

They were so light and yet so delicious, great snack food. Pylo would eat dænk of them!

Dænk cakes!

That's as much as dæn dunk!

...

This was wasteful.

And she was Terrible.

But Barren mothers blight! This was all the drama! She deserved a little indulgence after accidentally crippling a passenger, then having to give an idiot the reigns of her mind and body to perform emergency corrective surgery on said injured passenger.

And then having to save that individual’s life three times from stupidly trying to process something as complex and lovely as Pylo’s speechcraft inside such a tiny space.

It was a super stressful encounter all around.

She swallowed a cake without even chewing like she was supposed to (Hah, her mother would fume), letting her throat and stinging oviriticuli savor the flavor and the subtle fragments of the denatured lineage of the cake’s components. Terran food was so wild and fresh!

“↭?”

“I’m fine Tunie, I just, it was difficult and one of the passengers almost got hurt very badly, and we think we helped them but maybe... it won’t”

“▞▝?◎⎌”

“It’s fine, we did everything we could... Th-The contract should be fine... I just”

Feeling self conscious now that Tunie was checking in on her Pylo took little dainty Terran sized bites of her next cake.

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But after nibbling a little she remembered she was on her own and no one cared if she eat the way the food was meant to be eaten.

She opened her mouth and threw it in then squeezed it tight inside herself, letting her enzymes burst in gushy ooze and just strip the thing down for raw sustenance, not even tasting the treat in her rush to digest it.

That was wasteful, she didn't have infinite cakes. She should be saving them.

“▁”

“I ... It was my fault, I hurt one of them, I wanted to make them better understand... but it hurt one of them and I didn't know it would, none of the instructions helped, the special care warnings did not cover that shouting could cripple them!”

Pylo swallowed another cake.

“▁”

“I’m sorry I messed up so badly, your such a good friend and I might have voided a contract because I got a little annoyed and I’m so sorry! I think I made it right but I hurt that poor girl just because I was a little frustrated”

“▂▃▄⑇⑈⑉!”

Pylo nodded and jammed another three cakes into her mouth and just let them sit in a much softer broth of juices, letting the parts come undone so she can just soak in the nuances. Taste the sun of Terra wrapped in tight little twists unbind and then split into other components.

“Right... Your right... thank you Tunie, I’m sorry I’m such a mess with this... I guess I need more practice with passengers... It’s been a while”

“▁”

There was a lot that could be said between close friends with a particular tone of flatness. Pylo flinched and focused on clearing her mouth with a flush of enzymes. Sluicing the cake into her circulatory system where it could do its job.

“Yeah but I’m sure this will be nothing like that time”

Best not to think of tha- Oh my turgid mothers what is in this one?! Great holy fruits of a thun daughters this is wonderful! Oh dear. Did she only get one of them?! Nooo?! Please are there any more?!

What was in it!

Drat.

Checking the manifest over there in the corner of her room she had apparently just gotten one of ‘everything’ when she ordered the cakes.

“↭”

Oh dear Tunie was getting grumbly over the past, best to help out. But pylo would always miss that mysterious terran treat whatever it was. Maybe if she describes it to Quarti she could explain?

“You had nothing to do with that! Don’t beat yourself up over it!”

Pylo was so conflicted, her friend was acting like it was all her fault that people got hurt when it wasn't at all. And also she had just absent mindedly eaten the only example of some kind of gastronomic perfection. And now she was at a loss for what even it was, and she really needed to support her friend right now and-

“↻”

Oh, silly girl. It was a joke to get her to look at herself.

Clever Tunie!

It wasn't really her fault. Well it was an accident anyway. She had not wanted to hurt anyone!

Especially not Aleph.

And she had worked to try and make it right to the best of her ability!

“Heh, yeah look at the two of us, such a couple of idiots! Alright I’ll be okay. You keep an eye on those dust specks”

She would still miss that strange and delicious cake. Whatever it was.

“◣◤⌓⌔▽!?”

“Hah yeah of course! It was a joke silly”

“↻?”

“Yeah don’t worry”

“◬”

Maybe Pylo didn't need to eat all of these cakes. She probably should just finish off with a smoothie instead.