"It was the seat of power for the old establishment. It's symbolic!"

"Of what?"

"Of us taking their place, dummy."

"Oh." Pause. "I like that."

"Yay! My dinosaur understands symbolism!"

"I'm not a dinosaur!"

"You fight like one."

"...what?"

"You fight like an angry snarly raptor."

"...cool."

"It is. Now, let's show you around the sombre reminder of man's downfall."

"Okay!"

Meanwhile, Martin is playing with Nat.

Well, "playing."

They are enjoying each other's company then.

Yeah that works better, although, well, """enjoying."""

"So, being alive treating you well?"

Shrug. "I think so but I don't know how to compare."

"You know what makes me happy? Kitties!"

"...okay?"

He whistles, purely for affect. A few cats soon wander into the room.

She blinks at them.

He gently picks up a black and white kitten. "This is Oberon. Want to hold him?"

"...okay."

He shows her proper kitten holding procedure. Oberon is very purry and nuzzly.