I think we'd have found out by now if there was.

[ Animals could only stay quiet for so long, and anything larger than that isn't anything he wants to eat anyway. ]

Looks like it's space goo until our next stop. Wherever that is.

[ He's already getting cabin fever being stuffed in this place with no way to get out except death and suffocation. And here he thought sleeping in those caravans back in Lucis were bad. He's already missing them as he tries to choke down whatever they're trying to pass off as food here. ]

Where are you from anyway?