A thousand hellos at once — and how to answer every single one.
At the bottom of the dark, the oldest light stopped asking — and the crew has to teach it how.
Someone's been walking the far dark alone, carrying home every light that stopped asking.
It already knows we're strong. Tonight it finds out if we're kind.
They learned to be a crew. Tonight they learn to be a door that opens.
The crew went down into the dark to carry home the one who'd been listening all along.
Somebody was here before them — and left a chair pulled out.
The data they always wanted, and the night they almost lost it.
