The Place
Cooper sees that Carter is testing the waters with him. He offers his best clinical look.
“It doesn't have any meaning without the truth, does it?' Cooper says.
“But you could have double-checked the data. Come on.”
He focuses on Carter, stares his eyes into silliness, so that his skin freezes and his ears appear to point back, cat-like. “They will feel it's a good idea if you relax on this,” he says.
Carter, half-surprised, says “Why?” He rotates his head.
He bears the weight of his graphene-titanium shell. He is frugal with the data, and doubly careful; he is defined, operational, envied even by his betrayal (or, so he thinks). Cooper tries to ignore the insinuations of Carter, thinks twice about it, directs his attention to the big screen. It is a responsibility he thinks, it is what he came to theOutpost for, to be a part of something bigger than himself, to do the science, the danger, a chance to learn and make friends (friends?). In a place where there is color in the ocean; blue in the sky.
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