When we got here, we were so gung-ho. I mean, of course we were; who else would they send? There was a full year of testing and training before we boarded the ship, anyone who wasn’t full of vim and vigor would have washed out.
The natives are impenetrable. They listen, and they ask questions, but they’re clearly just humoring us. They don’t really have a religion of their own, so I don’t know what’s stopping them.
We’re building a church. They’re even helping: watching them extrude the building material is a little gross, but it’s faster than firing bricks.