"Who's that?" Brooklyn asked.
"It's Morgan. She said Evan came here," Emma replied, eyes still on the screen.
Brooklyn leaned in, voice firm. "Emma, we don't need distractions. Let's focus on finding the traitors."
Elara's mouth curved slightly as she watched Emma's device buzz again. She tilted her head, almost playful. "Yeah… I'm glad we're making progress. Emma, switch off your device. We don't need any distractions."
Emma stayed locked on her device, thumb still scrolling.
Elara stepped in quietly, bent slightly, and in one quick move pulled it from her hand.
"Hey…" Emma blinked.
Elara turned and handed it to Brooklyn without a word.
Brooklyn slid it into her pocket.
A beat of silence hung in the air.
Then she just stood there, mid-reaction, while Elara and Brooklyn broke into laughter at the way she froze, still staring at her empty hand.
