After the World got moving again
As the ship slipped into Underspace, Gort gently laid to rest the fragile body of its android companion and servant. It was a shame, really, but given the humans xenophobia, it had been necessary to give them a humanoid mask through which the Galactic Union could speak to earth, and the android had suffered damage too severe for permanent repair.
The humans, which Gort had watched and studied through its various invisible orbiting eyes and those of its servant, were a crude, barbarous, race, their passions and fears most often overriding their reason, but they had potential, and it would be a shame if in their pursuit of "safety" through ever-greater arsenals of atomic weapons they were to destroy themselves or wreck their civilization to the point where it could not reemerge. Such things had happened before.
Now, a sufficiently alarming common threat might distract them from their own foolish quarrels. Gort liked the touch about the Union fearing the spread of terrestrial aggression i