What a strange time to finally settle down in the station... But that was unfortunately the time that Ivan arrived at his quarters with his things in tow, unknowing of the spooky things going on around the station. Placing his bag on his bed, he sat down and let out a loud sigh of relief as he flopped back onto the bed, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before exhaling. This was nice... This was very, very nice. After a few seconds of just laying there, he got back up and immediately went to work on organizing his stuff, getting up and walking around his own private quarters while placing some things around to make it feel more like home. He brought his violin, a picture of himself, his wife and his child, a group picture of himself and his orchestra buddies, and quite a few cat plushies his son made back on Earth.