Gas giant song

For long moments the robot did not move. Tarkos wondered if it had fallen back into slow time. “What are you doing?” he finally asked.

“I listen to the gas giant, Dâk-Kir.”

Tarkos frowned. This didn’t seem the best time for radio astronomy. But then, in a flash, a thought hit him. He furrowed his brow. “You miss space, don’t you?”

“My functions are unrealized,” the robot said, “when I am bound within ships or low in a gravity disturbance.”

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