"Here," he decides, after a moment's thought. It's easy enough, as long as he pushes considerations of preference aside.

He doesn't know what shape the hut's in, and the middle of the night's not the time to figure that out. K'Senge had promised to look after the goats until Bucky himself came to relieve him of duty, so they'll be okay, too. And he's not going to ask Sharon to get dressed and drag her out in the dark of night just to leave the Citadel.