Tognotti stared up at the ceiling, shivering. He felt like he was going crazy. Here he was, a man in his early thirties, this scared? Over what? Leaving home, is that all? His shivering increases as he hears a loud thump from the tavern downstairs. Sleeping next to a near dead woman wasn't helping him, either. The woman didn't talk much... actually, she hadn't talked since the moment he came up here to sleep. She just sat there, with those hateful eyes.

Is this how all the surface dwellers are?

Tognotti shook his head. That was a Solarian standard, not a fitting judgement for a man such as himself to make. His mind flickers to earlier that evening... that dragon demi-human and that girl.

"What a place... no decency at all..."

Tognotti mutters. He hears a rustling sound. He turns to see the woman in the bed pointing at a sign that reads 'Silence,' while flipping him off.

Tognotti feel asleep. And dreamed of Shevat.

All night long.