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In the first panel, Cal gazes into the middle distance towards the viewer. Cal says, "This reminds me of one of your earlier tangents. What was it? How we should LIVE inside pocket dimensions? That's something you could argue USED to be true..." Fola boggles, his eyebrows gripping together. "Used to be...?" Fola says. Cal continues, "Way back when we didn't live on Faidia at all, just used it as a hub."

In the second panel, Cal is viewed from behind in his bubble space suit, staring through the helmet's glass dome visor at a computer tablet in his left hand. "Living in a place I made seemed like a reasonable solution back then, when Faidia was nothing but a barren rock. Seemed very inhospitable and uncomfortable back then."

In the third and last panel, Cal has taken Fola by the hand, seen in profile as Cal strides strongly forward through the forest of dark and murky cables. "Hold on to my hand," Cal says. "Gravity is strange in here. The problem with fake dimensions is that you're in charge. Nothing you didn't imagine takes place." Fola stares with his mouth slightly slack and his eyes round, uttering a soft, "S-sempai..." because Cal took his hand. Cal finishes speaking, "We struggled to maintain a sense of time, so it was impossible to get a rhythm going."

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