Marluxia had seen weirder things. All the Nobodies had. Still, Daguerreo was one of the odder places he'd visited on Spira. It was hard to make out details, if any even existed, on the exterior, but it was plain to see that Daguerreo was large, and out to make an impression on first time visitors.

Potentially on second and third time visitors, too.

There were no lights visible that would indicate windows, he noticed, suggesting that someone considered wall space more valuable than natural light; a common affliction of many libraries, and their patrons. Of course, it would have been difficult to put window into rock anyway, but someone had made the effort to build inside it, so they hadn't been averse to labour. Only, it seemed, to sufficient amounts of natural light.