The corridor outside Division 1 was the same corridor it had been.
The same grey register . The same torchlight at intervals . The same stone floor worn smooth by however many generations of practitioners had walked it before the current group of shadow novices existed .
What was different — Voreth (day 5 of the abyssal week) was further along than it had been .
The abyssal day's second meal interval had begun . A passing Lesser Cleric in phantom grey noted it without looking up from whatever they were carrying — *" Meal interval , second " — the institutional announcement delivered with the specific efficiency of someone who made it every Voreth and would make it again on every Voreth that followed and had no particular relationship to the information beyond its delivery .
The group moved toward the food hall .
Asp did not move with them .
