[ She visits this part of the station sometimes; not often, because she finds it a little maudlin to dwell. But it seems unkind to try and forget the faces that still lie asleep under the glass and ice. She has many friends up here β and one, sadly, that she made on the surface of El Nysa who has since returned to his pod. That had been an especially difficult thing to navigate and one she hadn't expected to.
Seeing other people making the same sort of pilgrimage isn't unusual. The chamber is vast enough to remain private, if you wish, but today the aisle Peggy chooses to walk down on her way out happens to be occupied. ]
Sorry, [ she says softly, recognising the man at once. She just meant to slip past him. ] I don't mean to intrude.
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Seeing other people making the same sort of pilgrimage isn't unusual. The chamber is vast enough to remain private, if you wish, but today the aisle Peggy chooses to walk down on her way out happens to be occupied. ]
Sorry, [ she says softly, recognising the man at once. She just meant to slip past him. ] I don't mean to intrude.