"10 years? Hah! That's quite generous... This species is a cancer to this planet. Look at the sky. All you can see is smoke. Do you see any blue spots anywhere?" Vena asks as they land, pointing to the sky, where, indeed, the sky is full of smoke.
"Uhhhh... Why is everyone wearing gas masks?" Brynn asks, frowning as she looks outside, watching the men working at the docks, who are all wearing gas masks with dark grey jumpsuits that may have been navy blue at one point.
"You guys should probably get masks too. I'm reading the atmosphere at near toxic levels..." Cynthia warns.