[She'll get directions that he's in an open air lounge in one of the accommodations on the mid-level, that does, indeed, actually look like space. Well, if the stars were made up of alien fireflies and small bio-luminescent slugs. But its still an ethereal experience being surrounded by them, and they do even bleed into the night sky up above.
She'll find him easily enough. She just has to spot the young man with the dimly glowing eyes, who is relaxing in a pile of cushions, one of which is actually ripped open.
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She'll find him easily enough. She just has to spot the young man with the dimly glowing eyes, who is relaxing in a pile of cushions, one of which is actually ripped open.
It really isn't made of rice.]