#death-mention

*tzzk* I am in a strange state. Between mourning. And apathy. I am. Unsure what to do. With the corpse. At this point. Despite all the time we spent together. And all of the missions. We went on together. I actually do not know. What burial methods they wanted. They never told me. So now I have to. Guess. And I. I don't know. But I doubt they would want. To be buried on a planet. They have never been in. I will have to. Find a way to preserve or cremate him. For when I can eventually. Get back to somewhere we recognise. *sskh* *tzzk* ... I should take him home. That's what I should do. *sskh*

*tzzk* A lot of. The music on the ship. Was chosen or shown to me by my mechanic. Who is now dead. I. Do not particularly want to listen to it. I have a very small selection of songs. That are not covered in this feeling. That do not make me taste. Blood. *sskh*

aw man just saw some people died thats fucked up. feel bad about not letting the yella fella in now he must be scared i wouldn't wanna be outside right now either, yknow?