Akira reaches the glass, placing one of his hands against its surface. It's cold, but not so much that he'd think that a few inches beyond there was the perfect cold of space. He's got answers, or at least pieces of them, but what's an answer if it doesn't make any sense? If it's completely impossible to what you know?

"Space." The word is dull, dropping from his mouth like a piece of lead. He blinks. "I guess."

There's no other explanation, is there? He doesn't see anything else. Nothing familiar (not that he would be able to recognize any constellations or anything like that).

Just this planet.

"That's... not Earth." Indicating the planet below.