What's Left Unsaid

  It was fast to load and find their small compartment. There was very little space in it. Just enough room to turn around with two built-in beds that were very small. Portia was pretty sure there was no way that Vintas could lay down. He was nearly as tall as the ceiling. She noted how his gaze glanced about the small space. 

The very small bunk bed area was on the left, a tiny sitting spot for possibly two were on the right. What looked like a folding table on the wall was just below the window. Portia set the duffle bag down glancing at him as she heard the door close. She noted him using part of that metal band and it spread into the crack there making it invisible. He then drew the shades.