The door opened with a wet scrape, and Kenzo's voice filled the room before he was fully inside.
"Hey, I brought Atman for dinner!"
He stepped through, rain dripping from his hair, grinning like he'd just won something.
Atman followed behind him, quieter, brushing water from his sleeves.
The room went silent.
Raizen looked up from where he'd been sitting at the table. Saffi froze mid-motion, a cloth halfway to the counter. Eiden, who'd been reviewing something on his slate near his mattress, slowly lifted his head. He arrived a few minutes before, saying that the Echelon meetings ended earlier than he expected.
Everyone stared.
Kenzo's grin faltered. He looked around the room - at their faces, at the general lack of... anything dinner-related that he could see from the doorway.
"...There IS dinner, right?"
Eiden opened his mouth. Then closed it.
Then his eyes landed on the dish still sitting on the counter, partially covered with a cloth.
