Yesterday was our first foray into the wilderness. I gave Korvath-is a face and recommended that he use it. He grunted but formed it without objection. I admit that his was the least appealing of the pair I had made, but I neglected to inform him of that.

When the Yuvor (or sun, as they call it) was out of view, we exited the ship. We hardened our skins to its highest state.  While this level of concentration drained our energy and limited our stay in the outside environment, it was a prudent measure: we do not know what organisms can infect or harm us on this world, nor do we wish to bring any on-board. 

Not all of the humans retreated to their homes, but activity was noticeably lower than during the sun’s presence.  Thankfully, we did not engage any humans during our expedition. We observed them from our vantage point, but they did not notice our presence. This was well because we needed to scavenge for materials necessary to repair our ship unmolested. Before it was lost, I was able to compile a list from data gathered from the late drone’s memory bank; whether we will find all the required parts is unknown. 

I also did not want to meet any humans for other reasons. I have been thinking a great deal about the disappearance of the master drone. After logging the loss in our records, I considered several possibilities as to its fate. While it may potentially have been destroyed or disabled by some natural occurrence, there is also the possibility that it was apprehended. Obtaining our technology would be a boon for any group on Earth. While I hope that their purposes would be scientific, it is just as likely that a martial unit would express interest.

If this is the case, then we must be especially cautious. If they are inclined to capture something without provocation, then we must assume they would do the same to Korvath-is and myself. I will advise that we venture out using the natural camouflage of darkness whenever possible.

End his entry.