It had been months since Rogue had seen grass and touched real solid ground, and she hadn't realized how much she'd missed it. Atlantis was a lovely city, but there were no forests, no fields, and the air always smelled of saltwater. This place though, despite the warm wet air, was amazingly refreshing. She shrugged out of her leather jacket while they walked, carrying it while they surveyed the field.

"It was a good call to try here first," she told Todd while she stepped closer to one of the growing plants, smoothing a leaf between her fingers. "I think a lot of these will do well here. You'll probably need somewhere with a more temperate climate if you want to have a good harvest of things like corn and wheat, at least I think so."

She shifted her jacket to her other hand and adjusted her shirt slightly, the wet air making it stick to her skin - it was a little unpleasant after so long on the hive ship. "In areas that get colder, though, green houses would work well to keep crops growing year round."