"Of course," Tracee responded. "There were a thousand rumors, each juicier than the next. You were an imposter whose past was catching up with him. You were a relative of one of the original colonists. Or, my favorite, you were a martial arts expert who had beaten Earth's top fighters and was looking for challengers on Kaybe."
"Fowler must have said something, surely."
"Sort of," Tracee admitted. "The arrival was super chaotic. When the emergency alarm was activated the hibernation pods unlocked. Suddenly we had four times as many people waking up as we could feed or had space for. People were hanging out in their hibernation pods, eating emergency rations, and waiting in line to poop. Fowler and the Alliance leadership made the decision to organize an accelerated arrival protocol."
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