8-227: Hopper – Open Space outside Spanial
She’s free to sit there as long as she likes.
Stars don’t twinkle so much in space, with no atmosphere to distort them they’re cold, hard points of light, and there are many many of them to be seen. Off to her left is the bright, vaguely reddish ball of this system’s star.
While she’s watching, Prrri climbs in beside her, the pull on his tether rocking the Hopper slightly, causing it to spin very slowly to Lia’s right, panning the starfield gradually across her vision.
He sits quietly next to her for a long moment, then, “Xlia?”
She pulls her gaze away to look at Prrri.
“Hmm? Sorry.”
A rueful grin.
“Got distracted by the shinies.”
She looks back.
“Makes me want to… create something.”