Cameras on Mars? Jesus. Amos frowns slightly. That's like history textbook shit. Or maybe, if he'd ever read anything like that. Hasn't. Past is the past; it's not relevant.
Except it isn't the past for her, so that's weird to think about. A time when having cameras on Mars would be so relevant there'd be a need to mention it. Like everyone on Mars doesn't already have their own personal camera thanks to a terminal.
Far ahead would be an understatement, then.
Captain Trips, on the other hand, is a weird fucking name, unless it's literally about a captain with the last name Trips. Amos is pretty sure that isn't the case. Can't speak to disease naming conventions, though. Only thing he actually can speak to is, well.
"Were your stations self-sustaining?" he asks. Probably not, he figures, being that far back in the past, but not like he actually knows. Hence, the question. "If they were, they were probably fine. If not, then everyone up there's dead from one thing or another. If the air recyclers and water reclaimers held up then starvation would be my guess, but who knows. Systems could've gotten overtaxed."
A shrug. He's been on a dying station before; it happens. Though this is old as shit, so a new thought.
"If there's nobody left to run anything up there then eventually orbital decay'll take over. Might not have any stations anymore."
Wouldn't that be something? A sparsely populated Earth, no need to push up past its atmosphere; no ability to, either. Like a completely different world. Can't say he isn't at least a little curious as to what that'd be like.
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Except it isn't the past for her, so that's weird to think about. A time when having cameras on Mars would be so relevant there'd be a need to mention it. Like everyone on Mars doesn't already have their own personal camera thanks to a terminal.
Far ahead would be an understatement, then.
Captain Trips, on the other hand, is a weird fucking name, unless it's literally about a captain with the last name Trips. Amos is pretty sure that isn't the case. Can't speak to disease naming conventions, though. Only thing he actually can speak to is, well.
"Were your stations self-sustaining?" he asks. Probably not, he figures, being that far back in the past, but not like he actually knows. Hence, the question. "If they were, they were probably fine. If not, then everyone up there's dead from one thing or another. If the air recyclers and water reclaimers held up then starvation would be my guess, but who knows. Systems could've gotten overtaxed."
A shrug. He's been on a dying station before; it happens. Though this is old as shit, so a new thought.
"If there's nobody left to run anything up there then eventually orbital decay'll take over. Might not have any stations anymore."
Wouldn't that be something? A sparsely populated Earth, no need to push up past its atmosphere; no ability to, either. Like a completely different world. Can't say he isn't at least a little curious as to what that'd be like.