As he did every day, Xix struggled with the damaged and desultory bits of his ship's control panel. He had crash-landed on this world of giants a while ago, but since then he had made frustratingly little progress towards a full repair. The kind of technology he required didn't seem to exist; at least not at a scale he could procure it. Throwing his tools down, he huffed and stormed away from the panel, wishing he could find something more advanced than his homeworld's toaster for once.<br/>The ship clanged and sparked as his changes set in out of sync, and before Xix knew it, he was in freefall, with his ship off to circle the globe a few times. The fall didn't scare him -at his weight, terminal velocity was harmless- but without that ship, he would be almost powerless against the dangers that lay below. As he wondered what terrible beasts he might have to face even minutes after landing, he found himself dashed into a vessel of chill liquid, frighteningly opaque. When he surfaced, he realized two things: The liquid's container was insurmountable to him, and although this one was attractive, one of the terrifying giants that ruled this world was distressingly nearby. Had she spotted him? Did he want her to?