[Effluent Settling Pond near "Home"]

A Wanderer flies by, its one whirling wing sending the sand and dust underneath scattering this way and that, sending animals scurrying for cover. It isn't a quiet form of transportation. The crew aren't happy about this route. The smell always gets into the interior somehow.

So seeing somebody, two somebodies, is a welcome distraction, and they bend their intended course slightly to circle around Melina and her prize to take a closer look.