Darcy stopped with her, turning to face her properly.
“They call it a space station,” he started to explain, still not getting the intonation quite right. “It’s a sort of... protective enclosure I suppose. We’re in outer space,” he wasn’t doing very well. “Honestly, I am only just beginning to comprehend it myself. Miss Sully will be able to explain that part better than I can,” he admitted, neglecting to mention that she had been born here for now.