Alpha Orion
They passed the sickbay, rows of cots where medic hands moved with quiet efficiency, and an indoor garden, a sunless grove of pale leaves and fragile herbs that tilted toward artificial light.
Rey wanted to linger, to press her palm to the humid glass, to feel a bit of green, but his grip tightened and they went deeper into the belly of the facility.
As they walked further, she glanced around in wonder. "You've done so much here, Papa. I didn't even know a place like this existed."
"It took years," he said proudly. "We've built laboratories, housing, and farms. A city beneath the surface. Humanity's last hope, but in truth we can't stay here forever."