Stepping out of the ship was an experience.

Basking not in the alien sun, but the sights and sounds and fields around them, Mirage paused when he took the first steps off the ship's ramp.

It wasn't the same.

It wasn't home. But nothing ever could be home again.

But it was close. It felt like the colony worlds he'd been on before.

Optics flickering, he took a moment to appreciate the experience, arms spreading wide in the opening chorus of a blessing upon a colony world.