Despite the warmth, he does not take off any of the sweaters, but he finds a chair. A little ways away from the staircase, so it doesn't look like he's lingering by the door ready to sprint away, but like - not that far.

"Most planets don't get tides, you know. Moons that big are rare. It's one of the things that's really special about Earth."

He can feel the pull of it, in his moth sense; it feels like a gentle hum like a dance in the next room to quiet, steady music.