[michime]

The flight was short the light barely dimming before Galaxi touched down on a small land mass in the middle of a large rolling network of purple tinted liquid- basically this planet's equivalent of water. 


Galaxi pulled the womb out of the pouch then set Cassian down on the soft, squishy ground.  "Seeds go in," came with a point to the purple liquid.  "Float current.  Grow."

Galaxi's chirp language made it difficult for full sentences but small words came through easily enough.  The insectiod would be better understood after more time as the planet's womb.