As the lab door creaks closed behind you you're greeted by a gruff accented voice "Privet, tovarishch!". The lab is maintained and is seemingly spotless. The scientist chuckles before continuing to scribble in a small notepad as a large Saltanta approaches you "Don't worry she's well mannered". The large creature purrs softly as she tilts her head towards your hand expectantly. She follows you around as you move closer to inspect the housing units. Everything is clearly labeled and numbered accordingly to the creatures living inside. The level of organization is something you can appreciate.