Alice stepped over the woman, then a man, refusing to look at the children ( —blond hair, shoulder length; white skin, thin lips with— ) and reached the console. It was a bootstrapped communications panel from the settler’s first ship. The blinking green light signaled an upload buffer; it contained a thirty-second video. Someone had taped a handwritten note to a small red button: If you are a human first, a soldier second, send this with no regrets.