>Yazira: Take a deep breath.

You do so.

For a place that is not infrequently trafficked by dingy merchant ships and squadrons of scruffy sailors, the air of Titan's Seat is remarkably clean, no doubt a holistic effect of BIOTA's beneficent presence on the asteroid. 

Makes a girl want to savor it.

You lower yourself down to the ground via your muscular tail and get close to a grassy patch growing between the cracks in the stone pavement. You pause for a moment for dramatic effect, and then you DEEPLY INHALE THE SCENT OF TITAN'S SEAT.

>Yazira: Exhale.