As he continued to stare at the view, Rawdon's heart was hammering away in his chest. He looked up, he looked down - more of the same, infinitely. He was sure that he had stopped breathing for a moment.
Someone spoke to him and he near jumped out of his skin, gripping onto a railing and then turning around to see who it was. He gave her a quick up and down. It was a confusing sight, a human female clearly, but... what was she wearing? And why the fuck did it matter when he was looking at infinite space?
"Err..." he started very articulately. "Hello," he paused, not really sure what one was meant to say in these circumstances. "Are we in space?" he asked bluntly, really hoping that someone hadn't spiked his tea.