A few days passed, as the deeper colored sun of Gars showed up according to schedule, pushing up the already high temperature. But that norm didn't bring any discomfort to the Garsans, nor did it make Lucas sweat.
It should be noted that Gars seemed bigger than Earth, with its sun also looking bigger than the one shining its light on Earth. Though the latter impression might be due to the closer distance between the planet and its star. He didn't have the data to lock onto the truth.
His routine had not changed. The days were spent meditating instead of trying to force some sleep in the uncomfortable place he called home. With his metabolism lowered when he pushed the activity deeper, it was a form of sleep, and it became a way to ensure that he wouldn't become restless. When bored or to change pace, he would observe the life of the bottom feeders through the air vents on the wall.
