"I have noticed it's all at uh... a scale," Quintet agrees, only a little hastily. It wasn't as if she'd put much thought to it, after all, "That's pretty weird, now that I think about it. It's like it wasn't built with more than one race in mind."

And, as soon as she says it, the thought feels true. It was like a pre-society rabbit warren, or a small family dwelling writ large. Why would it need to be large enough for a lion or small enough for a dormouse when the only things that you could conceive of using the space was all one kind of person?

"Weird... I mean— Sorry, I shouldn't judge. If you've all managed to get along well enough under the circumstances, it's not really my business. It wasn't like I came here for a vacation, either."