When Margulis finally made it back to the Tower after wandering the twice dead Michtam, he hadn't even been entirely sure what to make of it. It had been a year, maybe longer? It was hard to tell, especially since he barely remembered the planet's seasonal cycle from when he'd lived there years and years ago. But it had been long enough for his resentment and anger over the death of his universe to build.

But it wasn't so long that he'd forgotten the Tower. And this...wasn't the Tower, not as he remembered it. It was smaller, quieter...safer. Somewhere he could believe really was a refuge for those who needed to start over. It was confusing, and he wasn't sure he could trust it. And that was why he resorted to addressing a random person in the Tower.

"What happened to this place while I was gone?"