[Fortescue has to think about that for a moment. A society fifty thousand years old, gone, with a new colony built into it — a society that had had skyscrapers. New and old, bound together in a way she's never seen before. It certainly sounds amazing to her, if she's been listening right.
Shiala's pretty, after all, and sometimes beauty has an easy way of distracting her.]
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Shiala's pretty, after all, and sometimes beauty has an easy way of distracting her.]
It must be a sight, something that old.