They had been on the deck before, but Nathaniel would never grow tired of it. He ran over to the banister again, watching the distant planets and stars that they passed. The air felt fresh and he could breathe, though he was certain this had something to do with the almost see-through shield around the ship's deck.

He looked up to where Garrison pointed, feeling a little nervous. He hadn't been up that high before. His balcony was the highest he had been and even that made him giddy from time to time. He looked down at his hooves, studying how shiny they were. He wondered when the next time they would feel dirt beneath them. "I... Um... It's OK. I'll stay here."