"Thanks for the help."

Jenn finishes tying the bandage. "I'd say any time, but I'd rather we not have to repeat this."

"My knees might never forgive me," she says, half laughing.

Jenn laughs. "I'd say my shoulder wouldn't, but..."

"...Yeah." She rubs her face. "I don't know whether to be worried or really grateful."

"Both? I'd hate to have to deal with the rehab for this."

"If you'd even survived..."

"If I'd even survived," Jenn concedes. "But I've got surprisingly good at bucking the odds on survival."

"Yeah. That's. Good." She rubs at her arm.

Jenn touches Bina's hand. "Hey. I meant it. I'm not dying any time soon."

"I know. Thanks."

"Means you're not allowed to die either. I'm not dealing with the space bug on my own."

"Heh. Deal." She stands, stretches, winces a bit. "I guess now we start on the journals?"

She super doesn't want to. She - doesn't know how useful they'll be. Doesn't know if they're a trap, one all her past selves fell into.

But Jenn trusts her, trusts that there's something distinctly non-mathematical going on, and they only have a week of food. Not enough time for Bina to spin in her head, even with Jenn and Ant and Elizabeth helping.

It'll have to do.

"Unfortunately, yes. Putting it off'll just..." Jenn makes a complicated hand gesture. "Make it grow tentacles."

Snort. "If the journals start growing tentacles I'm going to figure out how to make an infinite lego-stepping loop for my past selves."

"I'll help. Want a piggy back?"

"You're a pest. I'm good to walk."

"Always," Jenn says with a wink, and leads the way out of the bathroom.

She'll follow, slowing down some once they get to where Ant is with the books.

"So. Any idea where to start?"

"I've tried to organise them into which Bina wrote them?" Ant says, not looking up from the journal ey's reading. "There's a lot of technical mumbo-jumbo."

"Huh. Some of these piles are a lot bigger than the others... And I'm guessing there's not a table of contents. Or a search function. ...Any mention of why they didn't use a laptop?"

"Not yet. I'd think it'd be the first thing I'd note down."

"Lights work, so electronics aren't busted. Maybe complicated stuff is? I should probably find a laptop to test that..."

"I mean. The time machines apparently work? And they're like...mucho complicated electronics."

"But also somehow connected to the spacebug weirdness."