Damon only had a few moments of solitude after closing his status screen before a soft knock came from his bedroom door.
He opened the door to find Hana on the other side, her notebook clutched against her chest with both hands, her expression carrying the particular tension of someone who had found something they weren't sure they wanted to have found.
"I think I have something," she said quietly.
Damon immediately stepped aside to let her in.
She entered with the slightly cautious energy she always carried in his space. Aware of him, not quite uncomfortable and not quite willing to leave, just cautious.
"Someone's thoughts," she began, keeping her voice low out of habit even though the corridor was empty. "I wasn't targeting anyone specifically. It just surfaced while I was passing through the eastern wing." She paused for a moment, as if making sure to recall the words correctly. "They were thinking about a meeting. People who want new leadership."
Damon said nothing.
