Peregrine keeps a beady bright eye on him, but doesn't swing her big head to follow the caracal-dæmon.

"Um. Well there's a bunch of ways. Like a drip system under the surface so you can just leave the plants up top, or having a pit that can be like roofed, or, y'know, just lights. There's always enough power. There's easier places to live in the Empire, but we're here."