He was a sudden voice from the doorway: "Hey, come outside."
"Can't. Processing soil cultures." They'd only brought so much seed, and couldn't afford to waste it.
"Take a break."
She wanted to; she needed to. "All right." She followed him outside, down the steps, into the cool alien night. When he stopped and looked up, she did the same.
"What are we looking at?"
"Wait… a minute, maybe…"
There was a gradual brightening, waves of light, green and blue with red at the edges, spreading across the sky. They stared up at it together; eventually, she held his hand.
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