The door to the interrogation room slid open after what felt like an eternity of waiting.
Team 7 had been sitting in the corridor outside for over an hour, watching other station personnel walk past and pretend not to stare at them. The guards assigned to monitor their house arrest stood at attention nearby, close enough to intervene but far enough to maintain the illusion of privacy.
Noah sat with his elbows on his knees, staring at the floor tiles and trying not to think about how badly this could go. Sophie leaned against the wall beside him, her usual composure showing cracks around the edges. Kelvin had given up on sitting still and was pacing the width of the corridor in tight patterns that spoke of nervous energy with nowhere to go. Diana occupied a bench across from them, arms crossed and expression unreadable.
When Captain Seraleth finally emerged, her face broke into a radiant smile the moment she spotted Noah.
