[ Shell would have been forgiven if he reacted that way. It was to be expected. His friend had just woken up, still trying to accommodate himself, certainly mildly confused over his new life now. But he smiled when Shell leaned into his hand, relief clear on his face. ]

That's right. Olympia is where I'm living now, though when my batch of refugees first got sent down to the Nysa planet, we ended up in Wyver instead. There's a familiarity to its society and technology compared to ours, though slightly more advanced.

[ Perhaps he should have grabbed one of those new brochures Roman newly designed for Shell. ]

Wyver is way too humid for our kind.