steps were sharp and focused as she made her way back toward Sector A.
The faint glow of distant lights shimmered off the wet floor, but her mind wasn't on the path anymore.
She was already thinking ahead, evacuation plans, who to inform first, how to keep panic from spreading once the others found out.
Lingquan reappeared beside her, hands in his pockets as he matched her pace. His form shimmered slightly from the residual energy left behind by the dispersing and reassembling.
The incubator, he assured her, was secure in a reinforced chamber in a medical room he created.
"That egg.." she said without looking at him, "you're sure it won't hatch prematurely?"
"It shouldn't..." Lingquan replied. "The containment field I used disrupts its metabolic rhythm. It'll remain dormant until I initiate analysis. If anything changes, I'll know within seconds."
Qingran nodded. "Good. Because the last thing we need is a live one crawling around this floor"
"You act like I'm careless."
