I would video chat with colonists. That was a nice connection with people.

I stopped staying in the containment area and was glad to drop the spacesuit.

There was a common supply of clothes on the ship, but they were clothes for the all woman crew.

My body seemed to be adapting, and I went back to inspect the bucket of gel. That gel that had been left over from attack by Fate/Destiny Rendering Tesseract.

The gel moved fast and shocked me by covering. But it was a good thing. The gel revised me. No longer was I an androgynous humanoid. The gel informed me as it absorbed.

I had been fighting against my new destiny. The physical changes were unstable, and stalled as I contained within a spacesuit.

The being had fed on future life, but left one for me. I just needed to accept it.

I would never be a family man.

But if I did want the joys of family.. it would be there for me. Just in a way I never planned.

My income from my space ship pilot days is available to me. There are dating sites that focus on star travelers. Unless I get an advanced scan to confirm my biologic stability, I only have a few places that would let me visit.

I think I should find a place to get rescanned. I might even be able return here and join the colonists on this planet.