The Institute looks... like nothing on the surface. Smooth metal, clean curving lines... clean air. The darkness of these back rooms and hallways gives way to bright, clinical lights, and the Institute is quiet until they get closer towards the main hub. There's a clear glass balcony, and it's easy to see down to where there's a crowd gathered, in a sea of robes. They're clustered around a man with gray hair, who seems to be giving a speech.
Judging by the way Zetta is holding on to him tightly, he... can guess.]
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The Institute looks... like nothing on the surface. Smooth metal, clean curving lines... clean air. The darkness of these back rooms and hallways gives way to bright, clinical lights, and the Institute is quiet until they get closer towards the main hub. There's a clear glass balcony, and it's easy to see down to where there's a crowd gathered, in a sea of robes. They're clustered around a man with gray hair, who seems to be giving a speech.
Judging by the way Zetta is holding on to him tightly, he... can guess.]