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Volana. Holden. Konstantin. 

It took a second to suppress the urge to ask about their ranks, as well, though she'd learned the older man's from Konstantin. But she had been working with a more civilian agency before she left, so the impulse was dulled a little already. She [i]didn't[/i] know the older man's name, or the name of the... Woman in a mask. Who had sat down a moment ago. And appeared to be spreading a pepper paste on her pizza. 

Artemie's eyes widened a little, not at the spice for foods much in excess of that had been her norm her whole life. But at what she felt sure must be an [i]appalling[/i] change to the flavor profile. She munched steadily at her own MRE for a moment, she hadn't bothered to check the flavor, and shook Holden's hand in turn.

[color=7e5e7f]"Pleasure to meet you too, Mr. Cross."[/color] She smiled again, relieved that her voice seemed slowly to be coming back to her. [color=7e5e7f]"And you, too, Volana. I think I agree with Mr. Konstantin, Colonel. It'd have to be a bit hotter than that for me to notice."

"About the planet..."[/color] Artemie hesitated for a second, unsure of whether or not to weigh in. It wasn't common knowledge yet, clearly, but they could see if they looked out the window, couldn't they? This ship probably had windows, right? [color=7e5e7f]"... I took a little peek at the data the probe sent back. I wasn't really supposed to, but who was going to argue with me? It was 241, I think? Around then? The data was from five years before that, of course, so it was the data from the first year. The year 229. I think."

"It's..."[/color] Again she floundered, trying to articulate what she thought. That the planet was beautiful, simply for being a world no one had ever seen before. That the very fact that anyone could set foot on it was a miracle that she was ecstatic to be apart of, how she was [i]bursting[/i] at the seams to take part in those first steps on its surface. How she'd been living her whole life for this moment. That she had given thirty years to be a part of it. But that wasn't [i]really[/i] what they were looking for. [color=7e5e7f]"I hope you packed sunscreen, Volana. There's a lot of desert. The probe didn't have exact data, but it estimated that it could get too hot for anyone to survive around the equator."

"But there's water. There are rivers, and lakes, though I'm not sure if anything would count as an ocean. And a breathable atmosphere, with real vegetation towards the coast."[/color]

The Lunite stopped, a little sheepishly. She was getting carried away, and her voice wasn't thanking her for the exertion just yet. She took a long drink of water.

[color=7e5e7f]"I'm sorry to be a bother, but... What's the Colony Module you're talking about?"[/color]