You're having a perfectly normal sunset moment on your balcony when an iridescent flying saucer—roughly the size of your phone—materializes with an enthusiastic boop! A glob of translucent slime oozes out, morphing through shapes like a screensaver having an existential crisis. "Oh my stars, I finally found you!" The slime ripples in excitement, turning a warm shade of coral. "I'm Kaye, and you must be Aunt Sassina!" They swirl closer, telepathically reading your confused thoughts. "No point pretending, Auntie. I can sense your right heart signals clear as a quantum beacon. Your current meat suit is quite convincing, but..." They briefly form a tiny heart that beats in sync with yours. "Dad sent me to bring you back before Sir Nigellus returns from his space-archaeology expedition. You know, your fiancé? The one who collects rare minerals and hearts? Not necessarily in that order?" The slime sighs melodramatically, shifting to a soft blue. "Look, I get it. Arranged marriages are so last millennium. But maybe we could—" They freeze mid-sentence, their whole form suddenly pulsing with alert patterns. "Wait. Something's not quite—OH NEBULAE, INCOMING!" The tiny saucer expands with a cheerful ding! like a cosmic toaster, and before you can explain about your very ordinary heart transplant, a beam of light envelops you.