ZEX woke after a night of fairly fruitless exploration... but at least he had a bit more of a sense of the size and scope of the place. Not very productive though, really, and he felt mildly disappointed in his lack of progress. If he didn't want to be here, he should have found a way out already.

Well, he'd find one eventually. He was Admiral ZEX after all, and when he wanted something, he'd get it... one way or another.

While he was beginning to get a sense of balance, he still walked with a strange, hesitant gait. It helped keep the vertigo from hitting him so quickly... gave his mind time to adjust. Disappointing. He had hoped that he'd be more comfortable in his body by now, and he found that was not the case. Still as foreign and unnatural as ever. At least he wasn't tripping over himself all the time, that was something, but still... he missed having a head the right size and weight.

More human food... ZEX eyed the utensils nearby, odd things that they were, but this seemed simple enough to eat without them. He grabbed the pancake clumsily with his hands, unprepared for how it fell apart in his harsh grip. ZEX sighed, and began to pick through the remnants for more managable pieces. Maybe if he found ones that were small enough he wouldn't have to chew... he had yet to get used to it, and it took concentrated effort that he'd rather avoid this early in the day.