Who needs space? Because I've got something magnificent right here... a picture of space. one of my prized possessions, that is. I don't know why it makes any significance to... mm-hmm.
I could boot up an LMD. maybe AIDA... she could really handle the computations-
don't you dare.
ha! I knew that would get you back.
reboot the robot that locked us in our last mind prison?
you're back! good. don't be mad.
fitzsimmons, yes. you know, when I first heard about you, I thought you were one person. that's how everyone talks about you. fitzsimmons, the brain...
I was going just fine tucked away in our safe, indoor, non-mobile lab in the academy, then you had to drag us into this flying circus! didn't even pass our field assessments for god's sake-
oh please, as if I forced you to follow me anywhere
what was all that about, uh... his father? fitz never mentioned him before.
he was not a good man. always telling fitz he was stupid and worthless. I think that's why fitz became so clever.
I'd like to have a few words with that man.
you and me both.
fitz,
I knew from the moment I saw you, from our first conversation about dielectric polarization, that you'd be in my life for a long time. but I didn't know... you would be my life.
my heart.
my home.
you also searched for double-vanity sinks. things with fitz must be going well.
yeah, though moving in together will put it to the test, I'm sure.
it'll be great.
that's fitz.
yeah, I figured. you talk about him a lot. his name is like your favorite word. I mean, that's... a little bit more than a best friend.
we're inseparable.
well, we were.
...especially since we both know who tends to be right most of the time.
oh, I assume you're referring to the one who finished top of our class at shield academy?
now, that is a sore point, because we both know that if I'd just stayed up and studied all night...
he's got no family records, his apartment's under an alias, and he plays a lot of minecraft where is runs a rather nasty mob.
is it- is is zombies?
zombie pigmen
fitzsimmons... are my grandparents.
what? wait, what? I know.
are you serious?
mm-hm.
do they know?
yeah. yeah. cat's totally out of the food sack.
oh, my god. that makes so much sense. you and fitz are both so... you... you're such special people.
everyone always said we could read each other's minds, fitz. so I really need you to read mine right now. I'm alive. but I'm terribly alone and afraid. so I really need you to come and get me, okay? I know you won't give up, so I won't, either.