Looking at the medium-sized room with two bunk beds in front of me, I slowly turned to the three dwarves standing next to me.
When they saw my expression, one of them smiled wryly.
"That's how it goes on the wars, lad. Ain't nothin' else to it but gettin' used to it."
Two of the dwarves I was going to share a room with hurried to choose a bunk for themselves, and as if they had done it many times before, they threw their things on the bed on the left without even a little discussion.
I realized I had been misunderstood.
"No, I'm not complaining. It's just..."
I looked around the room, took another quick glance at the state of things, and couldn't help wondering if I was seeing things wrong.
"I expected worse than this, I guess."