The city welcomed Rafe. It hummed at his touch, and the voices rejoiced even as they fled from his mind into the welcoming stone known as piatro. The odd material that comprised the drones and the citadels had a name. He finally knew it. Just like he knew this city went by the name For'us. The voices might no longer live in his head, but they still spoke. They welcomed him home.
Hail the king. The voices cheered his return.
Emma didn't applaud. She had questions. "What is this place? Should we tell the others we've found somewhere to seek shelter, or do you think it's dangerous?" Emma peered around with suspicion. "It looks abandoned, but who knows what's hiding in the buildings."
"There is nothing to fear. The planet wants us here. All of this was created just for us."
"Created by whom?"