Alto yawned as he did his hand through his thick brown hair that had grown to its fullest within the span of seven months, he had barely tended to it aside from the occasional washing with normal hair care cosmetics which he rarely had time for between his personal work hours, and endless reading.
"You're awake at last." Said his roommate, In the small compartment room that had no windows and only a single door that was both the entrance and exit to the room. There was no sense of lavishness or comfort except the two two beds that stood at opposite ends of the room.
On the other bed was seated a tall slender human figure, this was Eleven the one who was ushering Alto across the vast regions of interstellar travel to reach the planet called Zen Utopia.
