[Same stuff as the "Still" version, but with more mosh-technology application.]
I'm guessing that the pilot of this craft hit some kind of space-time reality warp pocket while flying through my granddaughter and my drawing. I assume he'll (she'll? It's tough to tell with buggoids; I shouldn't presume) THEY'll be fine. Probably pop out of a white-hole somewhere across the galaxy...
---Richard F. Yates (Holy Fool) & Felicity Echo Hanson (Young CEO of Scribbler's Ink Inc.)