Vincent was a bit disappointed that one of the near-natives, the human girl, had responded with such distaste to his mention of lethal force. She likely wouldn't be as useful as he'd hoped.
The old man seemed a bit more sensible, but there was something about his intense underlying calm that left Vincent alarmed. And why did his only having one eye send off alarm bells in his head? He'd seen worse disfigurements before.
He wasn't as horrified by the sleeping quarters as most of the others, but they didn't appeal to him either. "These quarters will take some... acclimating." He looked up (for some reason, it seemed the most natural way to address the administrator). "Stacy, could an approximation of portable padded bedrolls and the like be furnished for those wishing to sleep in a more open location? The composition wouldn't be that dissimilar from the clothing we were furnished with."
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The old man seemed a bit more sensible, but there was something about his intense underlying calm that left Vincent alarmed. And why did his only having one eye send off alarm bells in his head? He'd seen worse disfigurements before.
He wasn't as horrified by the sleeping quarters as most of the others, but they didn't appeal to him either. "These quarters will take some... acclimating." He looked up (for some reason, it seemed the most natural way to address the administrator). "Stacy, could an approximation of portable padded bedrolls and the like be furnished for those wishing to sleep in a more open location? The composition wouldn't be that dissimilar from the clothing we were furnished with."