‘I did it,’ she said, more calmly than he anticipated. ‘I figured out a way to tether to you.’
He sighed. She had been working on this problem for years, at least, it felt like years.
‘I can extract your consciousness from the ship. I’ve loaded multiple programs and trajectories - your consciousness will remain in tact, but it will manifest differently, based on the particles it is inhabiting. So your languages-’
‘Will alter over place and time?’
She smiled, tersely, ‘Exactly. I’ll load some language models, and project future pathways you can use away from this Wall. If you can tether correctly, if you can find the right pathway back to Earth, you can use Transfusionic Photonization to alter your form and communication methods. You can get back to US, then, and -’ she ended her sentence, knowing he knew the rest of it.