Pluto giggles, high and delighted, at Haruhi's response. How formal! She just wants to ruffle her hair, right here and now. (She doesn't. She's not that overbearing.) "I'm quite fond of it myself!" She holds one hand out to the 'sky' above her as she speaks, gazing at the way the light surrounds her fingers. "Pluto- mm, you might know it as Hades. It's the final planetary body in our solar system. The exact demarcation of what is ours and what is not."

It's a cryptic way to describe herself, isn't it! But sometimes, a bit of enigma can be good for you. It certainly worked out well enough for Luna-Terra, after all.

Haruhi's other question is a much simpler answer, though. "Hm? Oh, no. Not naturally, at least." For a moment, she remembers Venus's surface - the success of the terraforming, the way the gravity well exerted its will onto a planetary body. The blooms there were always so beautiful, even fading back into desolate rock and gas. Nothing like this place.

It's strange, but she misses it already.