The recreational center could be a bit busy on the second floor, so she decided not to go up. On this floor, there were some less cacophonous machines, like air hockey. Plenty of space between them for maneuvering, watching, or just having a chat without being in the way. Upstairs was much more crowded.

"Alright." The priestess nodded and led the way to the left across the food court, the other way, to another door that sank into the floor. This time, there was a wide hallway that led to an four-way intersection. Along the edges of this intersection were little workshops and utility rooms - a tailor, a classroom, a space for childcare. "The laundry is in that storefront, over there. You can probably find some nice things in the goods dispensary, there, too."

The hallway itself was made of old starship bits buried into the wood that had grown around it. Old steel walls were interrupted by gnarled, natural wood, the ceiling had been forgone in favor of more luminescent crystal. The floor was covered in moss, and children could be seen running around, some barefoot. There was a lift nearby, as well.

There were more large doors ahead, to the right, and back toward the shrine to the left. She continued ahead, going around the shrine in the center.

The next door opened, revealing a room of living wood and sealed wood. The light in the room was relaxingly dim without making it difficult to see, there were massage chairs and refreshments available.

The scent of water and cleanliness; a bathhouse. There was even some traditional signage around, indicating for men or for women.

"There are other decks, but I think we'll stick to this one, for now. We can explore the other decks tomorrow."