Nyx
Nyx heard Cedric's coat before the detector found him.
The instrument remained dark. A faint scrape came from behind the second screen, followed by the careful silence of someone who had realized he made a sound.
She pointed.
The patrol student lowered his listening tube and called the position. Cedric stepped out with an expression which suggested the entire room had behaved unfairly.
"The signature stayed concealed," he said.
"It did," Nyx answered.
"You sound pleased."
"Two parts of the exercise worked. Your Veil and their ears."
He released Eclipse Veil before the allotted interval ended. The detector's small light returned, marking the ordinary trace he had suppressed. No footprints vanished from the dust. No scrape withdrew itself from the patrol's memory.
The distinction was clear enough to survive the demonstration.
