They had never known anything else. Drawn to the darkness, the habitat was something in which they continued to find solace in; even after leaving the protectorate. They’d all grown up there, you see, underground in a vast network of labyrinthian corridors and ancient mine networks which had since been excavated. The only light they saw was that which fluoresced from the artificial suns fixated on the halls ceilings. Day to day they ran the same schedule, and coalescing with one another during free periods and meals, served twice daily; once in the morning and once again in the evening.