Although Eva and Miko certainly enjoyed the views from above, they were drawn by the Drogar themselves, and wanted to see them up close. They were technically prisoners, but were treating the whole thing like they were simply on a tour.
And in a way, they were.
“Thanks for letting us take a look down here,” said Eva.
Their gondola hovered down towards the ground, in an open-space parking field. Other gondolas and hover vehicles were lined up in it as well, inside of appropriately-sized spots.
“Don’t expect most Drogar to talk to you,” said Doleth. “Half don’t even have translation nanites installed.”
“Are Drogar an insular society?” asked Eva.
“If you mean that we don’t intermingle, then yes. Humans are the same, from what I understand.”
A transparent section of the dome slid open
