Damien's POV
Wednesday I went to the aerospace consulting office for the first time.
Not a big thing. Just a meeting. An introduction to the team, a review of the current projects they wanted external perspective on, a conversation about what the partnership would look like in practice.
I wore the hoodie.
Not because Sophia had told me to. Because I wanted to and because it turned out that was the same thing now.
The office was in a different part of the city to everything else I did. Smaller building. The kind of place that prioritized function over impression, whiteboards everywhere, models on shelves, the particular productive disorder of people who cared more about the work than how the work looked from outside.
I stood in the doorway for a moment.
It felt like the bookshop in E
