Jack of Harts

I’ve been places in the decades since War’s End. Places no human has been in centuries. Places where I’m the first human any of them have ever seen. The old game AIs that travel with me actually love that kind of thing. Meeting new people. New civilizations. They can obviously reformat their hardlight avatars to look like anything, so they can even pass as one of the locals while learning what they want to learn. Sometimes I go with them when the basic form is close enough that all I need is a disguise. But most of the Big A Aliens out there are radically different from our own forms. Very few Star Trek-style bony headed humans out there. Outside our little corner of the galaxy of course.