The first capsule slowly lowers itself - sprays of dust puff at the end of the body tube. The cupola windows are dark. The surface is grey, dead grey. Except for a curdled patch sifting up between the capsule and us. It darkens to a rusty horseshoe-crab shape that bows at its leading edge, toward Jacet and Bond. Murphy got it first.
"That's... sentient acid."

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