[Lockon had turned his head to her as she talked, but the movement caught his attention and, for a moment, he found his hands gripping the cushion tightly as the world shifted. Though his instincts kicked in quickly enough to remind him that nothing had changed except the view.]
[And what a view it was. His astonishment was evident on his face. Even if he had seen space hundreds of times, the way that it looked so small at first, and then the details unfolded slowly as on approached... it was incomparable to any other natural sight on Earth.]
[The lack of solar collectors on a ring around the planet struck him as odd, and the stations looked so advanced. If this was a ruse, it was a rather elaborate production. He was beginning to contemplate her truths, but stopped himself as she continued to explain.]
[He tore his gaze away from the images a moment, to give her a concerned look. The arm between them reached up to rest gently on hers.] I do not want you to make yourself homesick, for my sake.