PulseGayle finds a frank discussion with his boss to be refreshing for once. He has no idea where any of this will lead to. Heck as the comic maker I'm not quite sure myself. I like to think that animal-kin figured since the air is so thick and able to sweep people off their feet so easily, wi-fi signals could carry through it like an electrical soup, eliminating the need for things like satellites and an overabundance of cell towers. Getting to space would actually be pretty easy since Clade could launch anyone into the ultimate vacuum, but I don't want to think about that level of existential horror.
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