Descent into atmosphere was as smooth as ever, the atmosphere parted around them under the light of the constant sun-stream. The transport ship rattled maybe once or twice upon entry passing through the rare pockets of cloud that dotted an otherwise open sky. Krill sat buckled into his seat next to Captain Vir, who sat next to a large duffle bag reading a magazine.

All around the transport ship, eyes stared at the strange pair, wary of the towering human. This wouldn't be the first time humans ventured onto his planet, in fact this would be the captain's second time, but this would be the first time any outsider would be experiencing an extended stay. Shore leave had come sooner than expected, ad with human colonies cropping up further and further away from earth, it became only fair to let those members of the crew home for a holiday.

Since captain Vir had nowhere to stay, Krill had offered to show the man his planet in more detail. The man seemed pleased and had readily agreed to the idea. The captain had at first wondered if Krill wanted to go back after they had treated him so poorly the last time. Krill honestly did not understand the question, despite their treatment, they were still his species, and he had a duty to return, to be connected, and besides, next to the captain, he wouldn't seem half so intimidating.

They exited the shuttle near the location of Krill's hatching, he could see the distant incubation building from atop the landing pad. He ushered the captain follow him quickly, the man got distracted very easily, and he was notoriously hard to rein in. As they went they paused crowds and drew staring. Krill made his way up to the receiving window allowing them to run identification on him.

"Krill, will you be returning to your duties I the surgical suite during your stay." Vrul asked.

"Yes, of course."

The Vrul craned his neck upwards at Vir, "And will your friend be staying as well?

Krill nodded.

"Where would he like to apply his services?"

Krill looked up at Vir, and Vir looked down at Krill a confused expression on his human face. Krill wondered for a long moment about that. He knew the man was a pilot, but from what he understood about the human ideas of flying, no one would really appreciate his skill, "Um.... Demolition..... He's very good at that.

The Vrul gave a curt gesture and sent them off.

Vir looked down, "What was that about?"

Krill looked up at him, "The nature of our species is communal, as long as we are here, we work together for the common good; everyone has their strengths and their abilities, and must apply them for the common good. While I am here I must provide my services, and as a guest you must too."

Vir tapped a finger on his chin, "Sounds like communist propaganda but ok."

"What?"

"What?" the human waved him off, "Never mind, I can destroy things, that's cool."

"I thought you might think that." Krill muttered

They walked down the ramp and onto the city street krill pointing out things as they passed by, "That is the seat of the populous council, every seventh cycle we are expected to meet there to make decisions for the city, all of us, it's mandatory."

"You have mandatory democracy?"

"Yes? You may not like it, but our system of government is far more effective than yours."

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you over the sound of my freedom." The man grinned at Krill who just shook his head.

"Over there are the incubation chambers, ever year after mating season, all the eggs are housed there."

The man paused, "Uh, Krill, I know that this is us a weird question to ask but..... I don't think I ever asked if you were you know.... Male or female..... I suppose I probably should have."

Krill waved it off, "My species doesn't find those things as important as humans, mostly because we don't have genders in your sense of the word. Under certain circumstances any member of my species can lay or fertilize an egg. However laying an egg takes much more time, so my work doesn't allow for it."

"Wow.... That's.... that's really weird.... So you don't have.... Families?" The human seemed rather uncomfortable at that thought

"Traditionally we never did, but upon meeting other species we were introduced with new ways of doing things. Some of our number choose to raise their own offspring and many choose the traditional method. Either way children tend to be raised by the community.

"How many.... Children do you have?"

Krill gave a small shrug, "I don't know, could be a hundred could be none, I'm not sure. Thousands of eggs are laid and thousands of them are fertilized, but it take the perfect conditions to hatch and even more perfect conditions to keep the young from dying. We lose hundreds every season, and that's why many of us choose to do things the traditional way. It's less painful if you don't know which one was yours. However, after that you can petition to keep one of the grubs and raise them to maturity, generally everyone who has a job that allows for it must participate. Since my job is so demanding, I have never been asked, and have never asked."

They stepped off the ramp into the street the human staring at him in wonder and confusion, "So I don't get it, do you or do you not have families."

"Depends on your definition. If you are talking about like your family, than you have to understand that my species does whatever makes sense and is logical for the survival of the species. Other species in the galaxy have families like yours, so it is logical to conclude that there is some benefit to doing it that way, so SOME of us follow that line. Others raise children by themselves with the help of the community, and sometimes you pare off with someone you like. Personally, I was raised by two such Vrul, and, as for you definition, I have a few other siblings."

"So.... With all of that being said, does that mean you.... You could potentially have kids with any of these people." He motioned around to the passing Vrul and their staring eyes.

Krill laughed heartily like the idea was absurd drawing a few eyes as they moved on, "No, no. As you know our species needs the perfect incubation to grow and thrive, however, there are subperfect incubation that allows for someone to be born, but allows some.... Deficits, most of these tend to be cognitive. Some are no more than children, others cannot understand abstract concepts and so on. Luckily for me, I remain a member of the class with four functioning cortical zones which makes me a member of a higher class. Due to the genetic likelihood of cortical malformation, they generally encourage members of my class to produce offspring together."

Vir seemed to shuffle uncomfortably, "That seems kind of messed up, that seems like discrimination against the disabled, don't you think."

Krill shook his head, "to the contrary, each level is as important to society as the others. None can function without the duties performed by the others, however you need abstract concepts to build rocket ships. Though, unlike humans they are not treated less, and have the same pull in our council as anyone should."

They passed by another set of staring eyes. Vir scratched the top of his head, "Wow, I never knew that about you guys.... Kind of makes me sound like a jerk doesn't it?"

He paused, "Speaking of things that will make me sound like a jerk, is there anything I should avoid doing while I'm here."

Krill snorted, "Probably avoid being human."

The man snorted and nudged him playfully to the side, "You know what I mean, anything particularly rude or offensive I should avoid doing."

Krill gave a sigh, "Captain, by virtue of being you, you are bound to scare someone absolutely sh*tless, but if they use logic like all of us do, than they will know that you can hardly help it. For me, on the other hand, it is quite rude to act against anything that is not species specified. The more human mannerisms that I pick up, the more I am forced to regulate my behavior."

Captain Vir went silent just then, he felt bad for Krill, he didn't mean to make him something that he wasn't supposed to be, but what was he supposed to do? He took it as his only real option to watch and learn about this new planet. He had been here before, but now he was more fully able to drink the whole thing in. The sky was a soft pastel orange fading towards pink near the horizon. The ground around was awash strange white stone that glittered with crystal. Distantly he could hear the sound of rushing water, watching as a strange blue grey plant waved languidly from the distance. The distant mountains were a faded purple color.

In the sky two moons glittered.

It was a shocking and strange new world unlike earth in many ways. Compared to earth it was particularly vanilla for a habitable planet. Its weather conditions were downright affable 459 days out of its 461 day solar year. The creatures there were almost as affable as the weather. Due to the climate the idea of competition so rife on a planet like earth was almost nonexistent here. For every ecological niche there tended to be one primary filler of that category, or several who performed different variations of the same thing, never crossing paths.

As for the Vrul, they were also very affable. They had no definable religion as far as Vir could tell other than science and logic. Their society revolved about being a good citizen of the community. Everyone had their job and their place, and everyone was expected to contribute, anyone who could not follow those rules was quickly ostracized.

The buildings were made from the same crystalline stone that lined the streets, though they separated themselves form their surroundings with delicate architecture. The buildings didn't tend to reach to high towards the sky usually one or two floors. As far as he could tell, transit consisted mainly of floating or walking, anything out of the city was completely public transit.

They didn't have any form of currency mostly subsisting upon the idea that the most logical way to live involved everyone contributing equally to the societal good. It was a society that humans had been striving for, and failing for, for thousands of years always corrupted by greed. Communal ideations broke down in favor of greed, and the only way to survive in this world was by way of capitalistic ventures.

But there was an undertone to all of this, an ostracism towards the different, and the unknown or the unorthodox. It was subtle, but poignant. Krill may not have seen it, but he was a definite example. Perhaps that's why Vir was here, because it made Krill stand out less in comparison. But it wasn't just his human-ness that set him apart, there was something different, something that had already been there, something that had made him leave his planet to become a trauma surgeon and make the illogical decision to join a human ship.

It seemed interesting, that a curiosity, so common in humans, could be so rare in other species.

On this perfect planet, with its logical structure, communal goals, and perfect weather, they were missing something quite profound, love, companionship, joy?

Because you can only find light in the dark, so you can only see joy compared to pain.

Krill was different, Vir didn't know how to put it into words, but Krill was surprisingly human in his inhumanity, and that made him special.