<span style="font-style: italic">And I want to go back to Ig'zaalta,</span>she thought. But it wasn't her place to complain. There was an entire species here that was depending on her and her team--whether they knew it or not--but after just one day in this place all she could think about was home. She longed for the trees--big enough to block out the sun, but bright in their own right. She missed the clean air and the soft mossy soil, and the permeating feeling of peace. Her body pulsed slightly, signaling an quick intake of breath, and she had to stop herself from sobbing. She closed her eyes, trying desperately to escape into sleep.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>The guards were hidden in shadows, silent and watching. They waited patiently until they were sure the two were asleep and then moved in. One clapped a hand over the human's mouth and another pushed a needle into his arm, ensuring he'd stay asleep a while longer. They picked the body up carefully, one holding the arms and another the legs, and snuck away silently to avoid waking the alien. Come morning, their captured criminal would wake up in prison; isolation.