The first sign that the signal had landed properly didn't come from the press.
It came from behavior.
On Monday morning, the lobby downstairs was quieter than usual, but the security desk logged three unfamiliar names asking for directions—politely, casually, like they didn't want to be noticed asking. Two were from consulting firms. One claimed to be "doing facilities benchmarking." All of them left without incident.
Hana read the report and didn't react outwardly. She added it to a growing internal thread titled External Curiosity — Passive and went back to her work.
Upstairs, the unit ran as it always did.
Benches powered up. Test logs opened. Engineers argued about tolerances and shut up when data settled the argument. Maria walked a new hire through the service bay, correcting his posture without raising her voice. Jun stood over a scope, muttering to himself, absorbed.
The Autodoc stayed dark.
That was deliberate.
The public knew the name now. That was enough.
