The hardest decision in his entire life, or anyone's entire life really, laid directly upon Robert. He looked at the clock, mostly to keep himself sane.

December 7th, 2017 08:26:15 GMT

This exact date and time was it. The moment he scored the biggest touch down in history. The one moment he had struggled towards his entire life, without even knowing this day would come. But now it had arrived. And that was fucking scary.

A few seconds earlier, he spoke through inter-com to suppress the panic spreading through his crew as fast as lightning, threatening to drown them all, including himself. Everyone had heard it was not them who had landed the PSC-1.

"A-All .." his voice gave out. Shit, pull yourself together man! He chanted to himself. Everything is gonna be fine!

Beside him, Miller passed out in his chair, at least not smashing his face this time though, just a silent moan and gone.

Blackwood began cursing loudly, something about 'motherfuckers' and 'should have destroyed those whores with ma railgun.' or 'fuck it, fuck them, fuck this shit, where are my guns'.

Baguette was clinging to his seat so tightly, one could swear the world would cease were he to let go for even a second. The inter-com was like a whisper of death in his ear: "All .." He started sobbing, a tale of the end of all things. Witnessing this, Taku started laughing like the Mad Hatter.

Katarina spontaneously came when she heard the magical story of a superior technology forcing them to land.

The only one still acting completely normal was Tscherenkow. She mildly sighed, but that was it.

"All ..elcome.. crew, be advised.. rstand this?.." What the.. "welcome, do you understand this?" ..FUCK?? Someone just spoke through inter-com as he was about to speak. Someone not part of this crew. A foreign voice. Robert's heart skipped a few beats, as he had to struggle to not black out.

Without transition, all humans present went silent, stunned.

How the fuck am i supposed to react to that? Robert Reel panicked. An impossible decision he needed to make, right now. He was about to utter the first words any human would ever speak with another sentient race.

He looked at the clock. (AN: this is the scenario at the beginning of the chapter, as he looks at the clock)

December 7th, 2017 08:26:15 GMT

He slowly leaned into his microphone. "Yes." A grand first word.