A woman stepped around him to get into his field of view. She was shorter than him – she had the look of someone who had grown up on Earth, in its heavy gravity. You could always recognize Earthlings from their aura of ruddy health, the glow of strength and vigor that came from fresh air and sunlight. To someone from the outer system, like Zhang, they always looked wrong. Human beings, in his experience, were supposed to be tall, thin and very pale, with shadows under their eyes. People from Earth looked like cartoons.
