Baddan had grown to settle inside his living quarters quite well.
Sad as it was, being a beast that was used to living in nature – at least that which came with his Cluster – and relying on its bare abundance had almost led him to underappreciate the epitome of luxury that human ingenuity could bring.
Almost.
There was a bed that could have easily fit him and all his kin even if they had laid sprawled out in an attempt to steal space from each other.
There was fresh air and a cool breeze, both with unknown origins.
There was a revolving contraption on the high ceiling which gave different settings of light according to who or what the user was; it had long adjusted to what it presumed Baddan would appreciate given the dark shade of his eyes.
There was even a compartment on the walls that had a series of weapons, and a designated space for personal exercises – which also announced how exceptionally large this room was.
