Yumeiko took a moment, herself, to look up at the dome overhead. The life that had been brought with the shrine was real, and depended on her, as well, though it also did a lot of work to take care of itself, the way wildlife did. Some crops even grew in the garden.

The door was shockingly different to the rest of the shrine, which only became clearer as it was approached. It was made of a sleek, white metal, and it sank into the floor to open.

Beyond the white door lay a food court robbed from an old derelict shopping mall. Table and chair groupings were comfortably sparse, damaged sections of the building had been carefully cut away to leave openings to more of the sky-blue that served as the primary body of the ship. Roots formed floors and occasionally sported a small tree where the tile had previously been destroyed. "We've fixed up a kitchen or two in these old store fronts. If you can get yourself out of bed, food isn't too far."

The people in the room looked up as the door had opened. Some of them waved with various levels of excitement, some stood and saluted. The priestess offered a smile and motioned them to go back to their business. The ones the saluted were, mostly, in a uniform.

Instead of venturing into the food court, Yumeiko led the way aside. "This deck is dedicated to everyday needs. To the right, we've got the recreational center. Someone from another group is really into collecting old media, so we've actually got a nice collection of movies and games." Another metal door sank into the floor at the edge of the food court, where there had once been a doorway. On the other side of this one was a room with a much lower ceiling, though there were stairs immediately to the side, which Yumeiko pointed to, "there's more to this area those stairs."

Yumeiko slowed and halted, a thought occurring to her as she turned to face the other Fox, "you aren't hungry again, are you?"