Their broad, flat face and blue eyes reminded her of Homo neanderthalensis, but no doubt they’d been sourced from a hodgepodge of hominins, then modified to take energy from Sasky’s early atmosphere. Back then, the planet would have been an icy snowball fractured by vulcanism, its air a toxic combination of gasses that her body could not process. Destry shook her head as she stood up, adjusting her breather and reflecting on how “toxic” was a matter of perspective.
