There was awe in his eyes, and an eagerness to learn, not unlike the one that Faye had seen in her own so many years ago as a girl, when she'd stared into the mirror, or even seeing the half-reflection of her own expression whenever she stared through the window and out towards the stars above. A part of Faye wanted to quash it, to tell him that there was nothing glamorous about life in space, nothing that differed from the way that life was when everyone was shacked to earth. But another wanted him to keep that belief and dream, no harm and no foul if he stayed on this island, the true skies being unreachable from Tabula Rasa's shores.
Just barely, she managed to hang onto the latter.
"Not that I know of," she considered, reaching out for her glass to take a sip of water. "There weren't really lots of life forms on Venus or Mars when people first landed. Maybe some microscopic organisms caught in Mars' ice caps, but nothing beyond that. Some species changed after being migrated over, of course."
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Date: 2011-09-05 01:11 am (UTC)Just barely, she managed to hang onto the latter.
"Not that I know of," she considered, reaching out for her glass to take a sip of water. "There weren't really lots of life forms on Venus or Mars when people first landed. Maybe some microscopic organisms caught in Mars' ice caps, but nothing beyond that. Some species changed after being migrated over, of course."