They'd been working to set up camp as the sun set. Having finished his share of the work, Jack straightened up and stretched, looking up at the night sky. His brow furrowed.
"Captain," he said over his shoulder, "would that by any chance be the Crab Nebula?"
She came to stand just behind him. "Yes, sir. Little bit larger here, isn't it?"
"That is …" he trailed off, unable to find the right word.
"Yes, sir."
"We are a seriously long way from home." He turned to look at her and was caught by her bright smile.
"Yes, sir, we are."