The quarters they'd been assigned felt smaller than they had yesterday, like the walls were closing in with every passing hour. Noah sat on the edge of his bunk, staring at his hands while the weight of the tribunal's accusation pressed down on his shoulders. Planet-killer. Genocidal. Responsible for the destruction of an entire world.
Sophie occupied the chair by the window, her usual composure showing cracks around the edges. Diana paced the length of the room like a caged animal, her momentum abilities making small objects shift whenever she passed too close. Kelvin had given up on sitting still entirely and was sprawled on the floor, tossing a small maintenance tool into the air and catching it repeatedly.
"So we're just supposed to accept this?" Diana finally broke the silence, her voice sharp enough to cut. "They label us planet-killers and tomorrow we smile and say thank you for the verdict?"
