A family. A good choice. Or was it? Tom didn't know anymore. But hiding from it wasn't an option. They had to find someone. Something. "Yeah, okay, yeah... they look, uh, trustworthy." He felt like he should take charge. He felt like he should do something. But he didn't know space. His daughter was far better suited than he ever will be. Even Izzy knew that. She had asked her after all.