The others waited until N8 or Cydney were ready to explain further. As they waited, they took a seat around the room in front of the couple.
Brushing a strand of hair out of her face, N8 pressed a kiss to her forehead, then nuzzled the same spot. “Okay, Cyd. You go first. Tell us everything.”
“I think I’ve said too much already.” She lifted her face to let them see her fear. Her eyes scanned the ceiling above them, and he understood what she was doing.
“It’s okay. They can’t hear us,” he reassured her.
She blinked in confusion.
“P8 tamped down the audio,” K8 told her.
“I also blurred the video a bit,” P8 admitted. “Not a lot. That would make them too suspicious. I also included your key card.”
Cydney placed a hand to her chest, trapping the ID. “My key card?”
“Oh, yeah,” G8 comment
