The room cooled, and the dry, dusty desert air was swept away with a rush of sea breeze. It had the clean, fresh smell of a world without galactic industry.

"Fine," he said, smiling. "You did a pretty nice job with this place." He stripped off the top half of the plantsuit, tying the arms around his waist as though he were a maintenance worker on a short break. "Anything hungry in the water?"