"It really isn't. On the plus side, it's not Skaro, either."
He blinks about him, both because it's unexpected and because it's bright, dazzlingly bright sunshine and colours everywhere. He can't help smiling. It's good to feel the real sun against his skin as he moves out onto the deck of the ship.
And then he remembers what she told him about how she died and he gives her a sidelong glance. "Is this...?"