[Keeps his room neat, no surprise there. Some small wooden shelves are on the wall; he has sleep berries and leaves for pain there, some small clay figures that look vaguely humanoid, a few stones and scraps of wood, a few dice, some yellow cloth torn into bandage-sized strips, a few folded pieces of paper, some chicken wire, some broken glass, and eleven pencils. A belt in Orion yellow that doesn't match the current uniform has been neatly folded and hung across the footboard of the bed. In the corner, there are two plants in badly constructed planters; you may recognize the carpentry that got the table done. In the opposite corner, a lead pipe leans. There are no sheets or blankets on the bed, but what looks like lumpy yellow fabric has been folded up at the foot of it.]
[Also... my bed. :|]
I'm going to check to see if I can use a judge's power while they're still alive, and then after they've been destroyed.