The medical wing at seven in the morning had the particular quiet of a place that was busy at other hours and hadn't yet resumed.
A duty healer sat at the entrance desk reviewing overnight notes. Two students in recovery beds on the near side of the ward were asleep.
The smell was clean in the specific way that spaces maintained by essence-enhanced hygiene techniques were clean — not antiseptic exactly, just absent of everything that shouldn't be there.
William gave his name to the duty healer. Seraphina gave hers. Kai said nothing and stood slightly behind them, which the healer apparently decided was not worth questioning, because she marked the visitor log and waved them through.
