Refugee Slave Cabin

"So it's just Daffodil and Lichen to go, then, Sir." The door to their room is still open, which is handy. Daisy just walks right in and says that Justin is visiting, and he is promptly invited in.

Lichen's half of the room is not very clean and dominated by patches of shed skin and old scales. Lichen's bed has had the mattress removed and the rest of the sheets, pillows and duvets transformed into a nest in which Lichen is curled up, unblinking. Daffodil's half of the room is much tidier and neater, though there isn't a bed- Daffodil sleeps on a mattress on the floor. There's a bedside table too, with a lamp on it. Daffodil is thin, with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. "Hello Justin. It's good to see you again. Don't mind Lichen; I think he's asleep. Not sure, though; he doesn't have eyelids."