The sky gleamed a gentle green and blue sunset, dotted by gold clouds.
The aliens were dazzled by it.
"It's nothing like home," said Kenna, "But it's still stunning."
"Reminds me of a painting my nan did," said Ali, "She always said she'd been whisked away on space adventures as a kid. I guess she was telling the truth."
Prev-the-Duskborn waved her antennae delightedly, "I remember her; such a brave little human. We have a shrine for her."