"A few hundred feet below you, Taero. The drone'll build a moisture drill after the base gets set up." The ship shuddered, and sunk a few inches in the sand. The drone trudged out, and began to spray a somewhat gooey looking substance, that began to form into a wide circle. The Lieutenant brought up Fluffy's scans, and then checked it against his own map.
"Good eye, Fluff, but the natives have built around it."