Zoru woke up here, in the cold Antarctic, but oddly cozy and surrounded by others of his kind. They didn't seem to mind his presence, as if him being a stranger was normal. He shadowed them for a few days, never talking much, and found the species surrounding him to be very kind, giving him cozy feelings. His time in this dimension is always good, even though he can never seem to find his switch when here. It's a good, beautiful break from technology. Watching the sunset, which his patterning and pearl imitate, always makes him feel so at home. So nostalgic somehow.