He never thought about people living on other planets. You could see them sometimes in the night sky, a few ancient texts still existed to describe them. But they were so far away, it was hard to think of them as places where people might live. He had questions but his bit his lip and pushed them away.

"I'm sorry," he put a hand on her shoulder, "They say the poison will fade from the promised lands some day. And they can be reclaimed. So the catastrophe may not be as big as it seems. The same may be true for your world."