The interior of the ship was rather odd. It was pure, brilliantly white, with blue, arcane markings all over it, forming symbols, images, and the like. There was a place for the pilot in front, yes, but it was primarily on autopilot. A white light existed in the center, a platform that was likely where people would enter or leave the place. Around it were a series of small raised areas, likely to act as separating walls or places to lean things against. There were doors all around in a circle, and many of them could be understood just by looking at them.
One door was marked with disturbing imagery, glowing a bit green. There were sounds that came from that way if someone came close, but not enough to worry its pilot, who had kept it that way for a reason, along with the lock on said door made from a mixture of science and magic.
Another area was clearly a bedroom, though the door was mostly shut, only allowing a peek inside. It was mainly bare aside from a dresser and bed. Given the makeup of the entire area, it was likely where the bathroom was as well.
Yet another seemed to be a laboratory, one filled with many mechanical tools, some automated, some mystical, and others just manually-operated devices such as wrenches or the like. All of that seemed to be turned off for the time being. Branching off from that was what seemed to be a sterile testing ground, but the door was closed to that one.
Some other station was a kind of kitchen, near to a sitting room in which there was a couch with room enough for two to three people to sit comfortably, or one to lie down.
And lastly, there appeared to be some kind of mat in the middle of a mostly bare area. Perhaps one to sit and think, or to meditate?
A flash occurred on the platform in the center. Naito stumbled forward, rubbing his head. After the encounter with Cain and that diabolical rock he had taken, he had mostly recovered, but remained a bit shaken. He had been leaning on his newfound ally, a young woman named Kara, but stood more or less straight after arriving, resting a hand against a nearby separation section. He was silent for a few moments... then spoke up.
"Thank you," he muttered. "Need a moment..."
It appeared that the new arrival had the run of the place, if she wanted to look around. He did not seem to be answering just yet, needing to catch his breath.