"Did you not think to tell me earlier?" the General said, his voice firm. He studied Olmo for a moment, then leaned back slightly.
The question didn't need an answer. They both knew it. Olmo had sat through the entire assembly without a word—stood in the hall while the announcement was made, while the students absorbed it, while the structure was set in place. And only afterward had he come knocking.
A faint smile touched his lips.
"You know what… I'll consider it. It's a better approach."
He tapped his fingers lightly on the desk, eyes still on Olmo—this time with a hint of approval.
The irritation hadn't fully dissolved. But he was fair enough to recognize a good idea regardless of when it arrived. Olmo had no reason to bring this to him. No one had asked. He could have said nothing, let the original structure run its course, watched the chaos unfold from a comfortable distance. Instead, he'd come here. That counted for something.
