Brand started making space for Cooper's mattress while he was filling it up outside. She couldn't help but look at him every 10 seconds. He really was there. This wasn't a product of her imagination, and she was almost giggling at the fact that she would have a friend to talk to from now on. Someone she actually liked and cared about. Someone who understood her more than anyone else in the universe. Suddenly, Wolf's planet felt just a little like home to her, instead of a burden.

"Where should I put it?" His voice broke into her thoughts. He was holding the mattress.

"You can place it here, next to mine. Are these comfortable?" She questioned, looking at his inflatable bed with a corcerned smile.

"Better than sleeping on the floor, I'd say." He replied. "But in a few months I'll probably miss sleeping in a normal bed. I was a little spoiled at Murph Station, I have to admit. They had me staying at this beautiful countryside house similar to the one I used to live with the kids and my ex-wife. Similar, but better. So I had amazing food and a comfortable bed every night."

"Perks of being the dad of the woman who saved mankind." She smiled, and he smiled back.

"Good thing I came here to humble myself, or I would let all that attention get to my head" He joked.

"How is it like there? Murph Station." She sat on her mattress, hugged her own knees and paid full attention to him.

"Well, if you had no information, you would think you're still on Earth." He said, and went on to describe the wonders that were designed, projected and built by Murphy and her husband, who was also an engineer. "They really made a space station look like a city on Earth. There were even baseball fields, hospitals and shopping malls in there. They tried their best to make it look normal for the people who survived."

"Wow." Brand was beyond surprised. "That is.. unbelieveable. I feel so happy. All this time I thought there was nothing left of humanity but me and those embryos at the lab.. I felt nauseous just thinking about repopulating a planet all by myself." She laughed, somewhat embarassed. "But if there are others, one day they could come here, right?"

"Exactly. That was Murph's last wish. She's had her specialists working on a way to bring everyone here as quickly as possible. Of course, the time it will take to do that is.."

"Relative?" She raised one eyebrow. They both laughed.

"Yeah, really relative. From what I learned, she had already trained a team to come first, similar to what we had done. But they would still take some time to build a more resistant spaceship."

"Didn't she ask you for help with the training or even to pilot the new spacecraft?" She asked, but deep down she was happy that, no matter the answer, he was there with her.

"She told me my priority was to come here, help you with whatever you needed, and gather information to send to the station through TARS. Their technology is much more advanced now, so they've installed a new system on TARS. It can now send coordinates, find different ways of getting here, take pictures or film videos for them, send chemical info about the compounds of any type of matter on this planet that could be life-threatening or beneficial to humans, analyse data and send information back to us. TARS has become the greatest space computer to ever exist."

"And it still has that witty sense of humor." Brand added with a smile. Her eyes were already closing against her will, but she was still curious. "And can we talk to them through TARS?"

"We can send video messages if necessary, yes. But look, Brand, you need to get some sleep. No offense, but you look like a zombie now."

"I know, I know." She mumbled. She ran to an improvised bathroom, changed her clothing into something more comfortable and brushed her teeth. When she returned, he had already unfolded a thin blanket for her.

"Come on, lay down." He said in a fake bossy tone. She did as he ordered. After a quick run to the bathroom, he was ready to lay down too. He felt a thousand pounds lighter after taking off his spacesuit and putting a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt on. He laid on his mattress next to hers. He was just as tired as Brand, but as soon as he closed his eyes, his brain started gathering all the information from the day. He remembered Brand talking about how the night could be intimidating, and he opened his eyes again. He could catch just a glimpse of the outside through the tent, but he understood what she meant. That different, unknown land, was nothing like the cozy Earth he had once lived in. It had great potential when observed from outside, but inside it seemed like it was still an empty shell.

"What do you miss the most about Earth?" Brand asked, as if she had the power to read his mind.

"Hm, a billion things." He started thinking. "Maybe catching a baseball game on TV." He laughed at how simple life once was. "Or the smell of grass."

"Hmm, oh yeah. The smell of grass is definitely one for me too." She agreed, reminiscing the days when her dad would take her to the park as a child. "And also the beach. I miss just.. parking the car by the beach in the middle of lunch time and just enjoying the sounds of the ocean."

He nodded in the dark but didn't say anything, caught in the imagination of Brand relaxing by a beach on planet Earth. He imagined how their lives would have been had they met before, like two normal people. If he had just happened to be passing by the beach and she just happened to be there. She would have certainly called his attention. He would have tried to approach her with some funny remark. And then they could have been friends in the normal way, not in the we're-the-only-two-people-habitating-this-planet way. When he got away from his delusions, he realized she was heavily asleep, her face relaxed as if she didn't have a care in the world. He felt happy that she seemed better by his being there, and fell fast asleep a few seconds later.