Thief just cast his eyes to the sky after the crash, his antennae laying flat against his head. A king, a creator-ish robot with a nano-repair colony, certain important words and now falling stars? He was a believer, of course he believed, but there were only a certain number of things a day you could interpret as signs before you started feeling a bit silly.

He bounded up to the wreck anyway, just to get a closer look.