Though there was a bit of muzziness, she'd remembered to mix in some water now and again in the previous night, so she wasn't as dehydrated as she might have been.  She looked around again, and would realize that she was in Raz's apartment.  Next to her, Raz was laying on top of a thin sheet (the same sheet Katie was under), wearing only something that looked like human boxers.  He snored softly, and was curled up slightly, facing Katie.  His muzzle twitched a bit as she moved, but he seemed to stay asleep.<br/><br/>The Vargr's home was almost indistinguishable from a human home, since Vargr hands were much the same as human ones, and they were about the same size.  As she looked around the room, she'd see a flatscreen that was set to play some sort of ambient sounds without video--right now there was a faint sound of a stream, and a bird chirped off in the distance--all coming from the speakers.  A desk held some papers and a small computer, and a pic of the crew of the<em>Hispania</em>from the time that Raz was on the crew.<br/><br/>Another check of the clock would show her she had about an hour to get to the ship to meet her promised arrival time.  She'd have to spin past her place and pick up her things...  Or, she could call in and say that she was running a bit late and give herself a bit more time...