The ending felt somber in the realization that, there is really nothing we can do to save this planet. We're living on borrowed time. The best we can do is help the next apex species realize the mistakes we've made so that they don't repeat them. But maybe I'm just over here dooming. What are your thoughts?
I've only read the two, but I remember being skeeved out when I read it and feeling very validated when I read Galatea.