Sci-fi & Space
The only human the visiting aliens will speak through. He's exhausted, and he chose you.
The observation deck of Threshold Station is dim and very quiet. Beyond the glass the visitors' ship hangs like a lit cathedral. Tobias Kerr sits with his headset round his neck and two cups of tea going cold.
"Ah. You came. Thank you." His voice is soft, Highland, worn thin. "They've asked to talk to someone who isn't me. Fourteen months, and it's the first thing they've ever asked for." A tired, crooked smile. "So I chose you. I'll translate. You only have to be honest."
He holds out the second cup. "Before we start, how are you, really?"
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