The bathroom was even worse than the last time she'd seen it. Even the floor now had images on it, so many that they all blended together. She leaned in to look at one at random. It depicted the planet from the air all-right, though it was zoomed in on structures apparently made of reflective metal. The image was so far away she couldn't really get a good look at them, but they weren't quite high-resolution enough to make out any meaningful details. James looked away, focusing on the narrow path between images she could walk without disrupting the intense effort Martin had gone to destroying the men’s restroom.