For all we know they could be on another level of this spaceship. Or in a similar one? Like, shit. How'd we even get here to start with, you know?

[ there are two bunks in every room and dave plans to take...whichever one roxy doesn't want for the evening (he feels better sleeping in the same room given the fact there's a murder game on and even though no one has killed anyone yet he doesn't trust that state of affairs to last) he's currently lounging on the lower bunk with her.

dave's leaning against the wall near the ladder while roxy's at the other end, their legs pressed up against one another as they sit opposite while messing on their tablets. ]