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Ax was used to being aboard ships, but it still could get confining after a while. His hooves unavoidably pounded on the metal floor as he walked, making resounding clacks with each step. He felt little need to morph here, despite still getting a lot of stares and questions about his appearance and species along the way.
He liked the mess hall; he was able to get the grass he normally needed, but also a wide array of delicious human food-the one time he eagerly morphed human for a time.
The library was suitably advanced, and Ax was comfortable watching the holographic recordings to try and learn more about what he was caught up in. Some of the other races in the archives, though, looked like ones he'd seen on Earth TV or had encountered under different names.
He suspected they hadn't encountered Yeerks yet-there was no data about them to be found. He still did not let his guard down-they were so adept at imitating their human hosts that it wouldn't be difficult to fool humans. They could still be anywhere.
His stalk eyes kept watch around him while he read and watched with his main eyes, and he was able to see other beings doing various things in the library and entering or leaving. Not much escaped his visual field in his natural body.