"Yes, but ... if one assumes that evolution proceeded differently in different universes then it's possible that a human shaped being is different internally, depending on how the species in this other galaxy evolved." It was theoretical, of course, but if they were going to have people here with magic, why couldn't they have people from other galaxies that were human shaped but alien on the inside?
He shook his head and shrugged. "It ... anything. Whatever you're having. On the ship we just had ... protein, mostly. I mean, Kaylee ..." He trailed off, struck by a wave of homesickness and sorrow. Kaylee. "She did what she could," Simon continued in a slightly more subdued tone. "But when you don't have much to work with, there aren't many places to go."
Simon gazed down at the ground for a moment to watch his step before he glanced back over to Allison. "2518 for the when. As far as the where ... that's more complicated. I was born on a planet called Osiris, but I ... lately, we've ... Serenity's been home to us, and that ... she's a space ship. We fly. That ... we don't have a planet. I mean, everyone's from somewhere different.
"As far as what sort of place ..." He shrugged. "Diverse. The core planets are rich and advanced in technology. The planets closer to the rim are ... more primitive, less refined. More manual labor and less ... fewer upper class sorts of jobs."