The projection steadied, revealing Livia's face. Her veil was pulled down, revealing strands of damp silver hair sticking against her cheeks.
Behind her, the image filled with sunlight and distant palm trees, though the sound of rushing waves was louder than anything else.
She looked tired, but her eyes looked sharper than he'd ever seen.
"...Logan?" she said softly, tilting her head as if confirming it was truly him.
Logan answered, smiling slightly. "Yeah. It's me."
He paused for a moment. "Are you alright?"
Livia gave a small smile as she gave a nod. "I am, yes," she said. "I only got back an hour ago from fighting a wave of water creatures."
Logan's eyes widened slightly. "Water creatures?"
Livia chuckled.
"I'm on a mission from the university with Grant and the others right now," she explained, a sweet smile on her face. "We are in South America, the coastline of Chile to be precise."
"Ah," Logan said, nodding in understanding. "And everything's been going well?"
