"Very well then, Princess Lana. To pass the time while we wait for my entry, could you tell me a story perhaps? I always loved to hear the stories of others." Lucien gave the small girl a smile. Even if she wasn't exactly human, she reminded her of a girl he made friends with at the Tribal camp. He often visited her and carved her toys made from the wood found in Bio-Domes. He wondered if she was still even alive. If he returned home, would he have to put her down to? A shudder closed the thought as the man focused on the more lighter aspects of his memory.