It wasn't the lack of true sun that was bothering Jason. It was the lack of a true moon. He was used to the progression through the sky, tugging at him like the tide. Here was just...nothing.
He slipped into Jean-Claude's room around the time that the sun set, not particularly needing the light to navigate through the sparse room. "I just hadn't turned it on yet," he said, making his way to the switch. "I think I have some good news, though."