Ur-im is brought food by the others working out here. it is good, it feels good. And they share some thoughts as they get back to work. It is comfortable here, I like work that has me engaging with others of my kind, it fulfills me in ways that others of my kinda are not fulfilled.

There is an individuality here, there is little care for the roles they have, but they remind each other of what they need, they keep each other safe

This is how I connected with She Who Flies, it reminds me of Wur.

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I worry for Wur.

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At one point Ur-Im returned to our ship. He needed rest, to return to stupor. And he wishes that we coordinate our waking times better.

It may take us a few cycles, He Who Dwells at the Edge gurentees he shall do his best to have Wur treated.

I Dwell at the Edge, Ur-im projects, it is closer to how they communicate, either they, or I. depending on which one initiated communication.

Frei understands, I shall go to the entrance just point Frei in that direction.

Frei Dwells at the Edge, Ur-im sends him a packet of information, hands him a shard of memory, and directs him towards the nearest entrance to the others' hive.

Frei gathers his shard-shell and begins on his way.