The seat she'd gone to was opposite the waterfall, across the pool. She sat down, the sound of the water soothing and steady. It had been almost eerie in here the months they'd turned it off, trying to fix the filtration when replanting the main biodome. It was like something was missing, and it was a huge relief when the water had started flowing again.

Again she found herself staring, this time at the water, the constantly moving whiteness where it splashed into the broad expanse of stillness where the tumult eased to every expanding and diminishing ripples.