Andrew sat on another, rather short stool. Calling it a stool was generous, as it was really just a tree stump.

Looking up at the sky, Andrew laughed heartily. "Well, the weather's pretty nice today."

Luna made a sound of agreement. "It is pretty nice. Chetvine has severe smog problems, so days like this aren't exactly common.

Then, silence fell between them. Andrew scratched his head, genuinely not knowing what to say to Luna. The two of them could not really be called enemies or friends