Transmit final creature data
Polo puts the data to one side and turns to the window. For a time, we watch the stars together, my friend and I. We clasp hands, and then I go to leave. There is more to see. Polo stops me. Although the gift barely matters, the Gek does not want to break our pattern. The nod at me, and at their machinery.
Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.
