The trip back to town had been uneventful enough. Surprisingly short as well. As they walked, he had to resist stopping to examine every bug and critter they came across. Especially when he happened across some sort of insect that looked like what the archives called a 'dragonfly', only this one had three pairs of wings instead of just two. The plant life was quite spectacular as well, but unfortunately that was not his area of expertise, so much of their wonder outside of the superficial was lost on him. As they approached the town, his feelings of wonder quickly gave way to anxiety, enough to make him double-check his pistol as they entered.<br/><br/>Everywhere he looked, there were more creatures like this Rayne character... Bipedal, roughly 2 meters in height with animalistic features which included sharp looking claws, bushy tails, and long tufted ears that he likened to those of the extinct earth creature called a 'bobcat'. No matter where he looked, how many faces he searched, there was not another Human in sight. Maybe they occupied another settlement, with the technology brought with them from Earth? He could easily imagine these people rejecting advanced technology in favor of more simple living. If he had to guess, he would place their civilization somewhere in the late middle ages, perhaps early Renaissance.<br/><br/>Ignoring their stares and whispers as they ventured through the streets, they at last reached Rayne's house. As she led him inside, he noted there was nobody else home before being brought to the bath. He was going to protest, after all, he had been sterilized before being frozen, and was still quite clean besides the dirt on his arms and bare feet. "I do have clothes, you know," he pointed out as she fussed over him. These aliens certainly were fastidious beings. Giving in, he sat himself in the large bath tub, leaving his form-fitting body glove on like a bathing suit.