Two days passed before they came for him.
One moment Xavier was in the middle of a routine work cycle, the next a system directive flashed and a guard drone tagged him for escort. No explanation was given, which immediately made the possibilities start lining up in his head.
Xavier hadn't been expecting it, which was exactly why it bothered him. This place loved patterns, loved routines, and loved pretending everything was predictable. Being pulled out without warning meant someone had made a decision somewhere, and decisions were always worse than procedures.
As he was escorted down the corridor, his mind ran through the options whether he wanted it to or not. Maybe they finally noticed him poking around where he shouldn't. Maybe Rin had talked to the wrong person. Maybe Klatos's quiet questions had reached ears that pretended not to listen. Or maybe this was simpler than that, and they just wanted him alone in a room to see how much pressure it took before he cracked.
