[I think descriptions of your girls in full gear would not go amiss.] The drone stays obediently behind. It will report any movement or other interesting development if you're within com range. The pair walk up hill toward the mountain where the sensor beckons. More of those flowers and a sparsely-growing rugged yellow grass dot the rocky landscape. The scanner had picked up a small source of radioactive material suitable for fuel right at the base of a cliff face. The cliff stretches far up, ledges and crags visible in its surface. It'll take some digging to get out. Now that they're far from the fog dissipating slowly around their ship they can see the brilliant blue sky above shimmering with a gentle aurora. It seems to be nearing evening.