The door slid open with its quiet hiss.
Adams stepped out, his silhouette framed by the dim blue glow of his room behind him. He rolled his shoulders slightly as if shaking off the static of long hours before his screens. His pale grey eyes flicked around the living room, absorbing each detail in silent calm.
Arianna was curled up on the couch now, hugging a cushion to her chest as she scrolled through her phone. Jack sat beside her, legs sprawled out lazily, sipping soda with half-lidded eyes. Erren was lying on her stomach on the carpet, humming softly as she tapped away at her tablet. Jameson sat at the dining table, typing something into his laptop, while Elamenor still leaned by the balcony window, golden eyes distant as he watched the neon city pulse below.
And Kieran sat on the carpet near Arianna's feet, silent, his violet eyes unfocused as they watched the flickering television with quiet detachment.
