[Not a scientist, but common knowledge to many colonists. They have to know what's created their shelter so far away from their original home, made it possible to put down new roots, even if by comparison they've downgraded. Life on Mars isn't easy. No one with much to their name would choose it. But Earth can't house them all anymore.
Cain picks up on the change in attitude, brow arched as if trying to determine what caused it. The image she paints is... far more regal, more interesting than reality.]
Maybe, but sounds pretty. I'd wanna live there.
[Humor shines on his face as he holds out her crepe, to switch back. Not at all minding her extra bite.]
'Specially if it's got gold windows. Might be worth something.
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Cain picks up on the change in attitude, brow arched as if trying to determine what caused it. The image she paints is... far more regal, more interesting than reality.]
Maybe, but sounds pretty. I'd wanna live there.
[Humor shines on his face as he holds out her crepe, to switch back. Not at all minding her extra bite.]
'Specially if it's got gold windows. Might be worth something.