Their headflaps flare, flutter, in response to the sudden appearance of the image of Earth.

A ...hologram? Except made from thought rather than using technology. A simulation, not within a computer network but an organic one.

Still, the result is much the same. They reach out to touch the image. Is it solid, like hard light? Or more like a standard hologram?

"...Acknowledged."

They watch it shift and change.

They don't quite know this city, or these fields. It is less advanced than what they are familiar with.

The shift is even less familiar, and they headtilt.

The concepts, at least, are familiar enough, though before they left their universe, they did not believe it was actually possible to enter other dimensions.

"It is a refuge."

They look at the flowers again. Are they endangered?