Kori knocked on the doorframe with the back of her knuckles. No clipboard. No training jacket. A soft gray sweater, hair in a loose tie, a hint of color on her lips like she had remembered that human beings sometimes dress to be seen.
"You four" she said. "Shoes. We're going out."
Raizen blinked like he had woken into the wrong world. Hikari's face went bright in a way that made the room brighter. Arashi stared, suspicious. Keahi's mouth did that not-smile that always meant she liked something and refused to admit it.
"No drills?" Arashi asked.
"No drills" Kori agreed. "Consider it a field lesson. You cannot fight for a city you never bother to look at."
They obeyed faster than any morning stretch.
