“Nothing safe about exploring a new place for the first time,” replies Feldspar casually. “But there’s nothing safe about getting into an alien craft without knowing what it’d do either, is there?”
Kettle, pot, etc.
Feldspar has to mostly eyeball their landings, hence why Rutile won’t let them install a launch pad in the crater yet. Maybe one day, when they cause less fires than lightning strikes, but for now landing outside of the village is fine too. There’s no crowd waiting for them on this return, just Hornfels and Slate, with Gossan presumably still inside ground control.
It’s Hornfels that runs over to the ship when the engine’s off and pops open the latch. “Feldspar, Kent! Great news!” they call up breathlessly. “We’re going to build a proper observatory!”
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Kettle, pot, etc.
Feldspar has to mostly eyeball their landings, hence why Rutile won’t let them install a launch pad in the crater yet. Maybe one day, when they cause less fires than lightning strikes, but for now landing outside of the village is fine too. There’s no crowd waiting for them on this return, just Hornfels and Slate, with Gossan presumably still inside ground control.
It’s Hornfels that runs over to the ship when the engine’s off and pops open the latch. “Feldspar, Kent! Great news!” they call up breathlessly. “We’re going to build a proper observatory!”