As he waited for Mr. Dawson's response, Barak stood and walked to the window, looking into the astroid field that was home to Islay Base. He couldnt help noticing that no matter where he went in the universe, clouds and astriods all looked similar, he could remember back to intellegence school, he had been taught to identify his location by celestial objects, he had never been good at that skill, he saw the universe as much more similar than diffrent. He turned back to Dawson, waiting for a response.