The planning table remained crowded after Ferra departed, its western pocket surrounded by inked routes, copper impressions, and stamped command boards.
Hans began assigning sealed copies when the registry door opened again, admitting Uriel with Lana beside her and a document case under one arm.
Clinic wraps covered Uriel's wrists, though she walked without assistance and kept her attention fixed upon the enemy standards.
"Vella permitted one hour," Lana said, guiding her toward the table, "then she wants her patient returned before the evening treatment round."
"I am not her patient during this hour," Uriel said, placing the case beside Hans, "I am the source you delayed questioning."
Hajin remembered her asking whether he wanted a statement, a case, or the names of the House that had sold her.
"You needed sleep before testimony," Hajin said, watching her loosen the case straps, "that did not make the testimony less important."
