[Gorthan looks briefly interested in the way that this earthling's machine half seems to work. Given the priority that the newcomer seems to give to that part as he dries himself, is it safe to assume that the bonds between organic and non-organic are the most delicate and vital section of the system? ... All this, before Gorthan realizes he's being asked a question, at which he recomposes himself. His voice is loud, his tone official and detached.]

It is a prison for people from a variety of worlds, much like R'ur Kil, the prison planet I own. Even so, the life conditions we are allowed here are ones of extreme comfort, to the point that some come to see their stay here as a period of rest from the turmoil shaking their worlds of origin.