MC: "Grandfather, what's this thing you always wear mean?"
GRANDFATHER: "Means I served on the Mothership, boy."
MC: "Does that mean you were born on Kharak?"
GRANDFATHER: "Yes, boy."
MC: "What was it like?"
GRANDFATHER: "Oh, mostly it's... hard to remember now. I recall pink sands, blinding hot skies, as far as the eye could see. I was born long after we'd found the Guidestone."
GRANDFATHER cont's: "Hah! It wasn't all sand and sky though, why, I remember, I visisted Old Tiir, the old capital, once."
MC: "What was that like?"
GRANDFATHER: "Oh, just the opposite, my boy! It was carved into the heart of a glacier at first, and sprawled out onto cold lands. I didn't like it much, and my father and I stayed on the move, together."
MC: "Did you know anyone on Kharak when you joined the Mothership's crew?"
GRANDFATHER. "...No... no boy... nobody at all."
MC: "Were you awake the whole time, or were you a sleeper?"
GRANDFATHER: "The former, boy."
MC: "Huh. Did you get your big scar on the Mothership, grandpa?"
GRANDFATHER: "Ah... no, boy. That was... some other time."
MC: "So, what were the battles like?!" (Excited)
GRANDFATHER: "Boy, I... no, I wasn't on-duty during any of the battles. I was just a cryotech. Keeping an eye on the caskets."
GRANDFATHER: "What I do remember of the battles was the sound. Not much else."
MC: "Awww... you don't remember any stories at all?"
GRANDFATHER: "No, boy... no stories at all... Take my advice. Go on and see the stars, visit the old mothership every few years. But don't... don't become a spacer like me, grandson. You lose too much in the end."
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MC (ADULT): "Control, parade flight on standby and visual confirmation on the objective."
FLIGHT CONTROLLER: "Roger that. You are green for first flyby."
WINGMAN: "It's going to be a beautiful day."
MC: "All right, prepare for the split... Spirit Two, did you get checked out by the techs before you lifted off?"
WINGMAN: "Roger that, systems were green."
MC: "I can't make out what it is, transmitting visual."
MC (continues): "Did security take the day off? Control, we're aborting flyby."
WINGMAN: "Uh, Control, I'm getting major malfunctions. Main engines nonresponsive, maneuvering offline..."
CONTROL: "Dispatching relief ships now, Spirit Two-"
MC: "Cancel that, the skies are clear, Control. Nobody's in range. I'm going to attempt to retrieve Spirit Two myself."
CONTROL: "Spirit Two, we've lost tracking on you. What's your status?"
WINGMAN: " - ha- -st - ntr - - "
MC: "Control, moving in to attempt another visual inspect-"
