The 'logistical purposes' excuse fooled exactly no one.
Then the professional kicked in.
"Medical first," Renoa said, the stammer gone entirely. "Calypso, those lacerations need cleaning and assessment. Everyone's armor needs immediate inspection before it's worn again."
She was already walking, expecting them to follow.
"Showers are heated and ready. I had the mess team prepare high-density recovery meals when I saw you heading south." She glanced at her clipboard, made a note, glanced back up. "Is anyone experiencing mana sickness symptoms? Dizziness, nausea, visual distortion?"
Luna raised her hand.
Calypso raised her hand.
Aria raised her hand.
Nyx raised her hand.
Bastet raised her hand with the dignity of a queen admitting to a minor inconvenience.
"…" Kaiden did as asked.
