“I’m ready,” she finally said, after maybe an hour total in the tiny decanting room. She wore the jumpsuit, which fit her perfectly, even if the name sewn to the collar wasn’t hers. She glanced at it one last time, making sure she had it memorized. Nobody can ever know my real name. Well, nobody here. But there were aliens on this planet, and she bet they’d care a lot less about who she was. Maybe her new start wouldn’t be around humans at all.