"If I remember my handbook..." Olivia began, rising from the console and setting off down the hall. The worst offender her new body had was the clopping sound of her hooves, a noise she tried to ignore with great difficulty. Every step was like a tiny nail driven into her eardrums, a reminder of how little the real Olivia had cared about what became of her mental offspring. "We're supposed to build somewhere. Outside the range of existing civilizations, right?"