Cell 7 fell silent.
The DASF unit did not explain further. He simply turned and started walking, as if the matter had already been settled.
His partner did not say anything either. He only gave Cell 7 one last glance.
Was he about to chuckle at us? Lucie's brows twitched.
She wondered whether reality was mocking her, her team, or both.
For several seconds, no one moved. Then Genevieve exhaled.
"What are you all spacing out for?" Genevieve asked, her expression calm and almost too similar to the DASF units. "Follow them."
Lucie leaned closer. "Lead, are we seriously doing this?"
"Yes. Stop being paranoid and move. We learn more by following than by standing here."
"Lead, I feel that this is all a ploy."
"Would you rather be interrogated first?"
Genevieve glared at Lucie, shrinking the poor lass back into submission. After taking the first step, the rest of Cell 7 followed after their leader.
