Similarly, bringing a human, such as Vacule’s mother, to fulfill the role would involve too many uncontrollable variables often present in human connection. But, much like a mullet, impractical designs wouldn’t hold up under pressure, and the company heads were forced to construct a prototype of Vacule’s ship design. “I’d like to see the Commander, Library,” Vacule said, swallowing the pounding of his heart in his throat. Vacule’s mother returned well before her usual time, and in the moment when Vacule recoiled, he saw the outside. Vacule’s mother stood off to the side, expressionless.