The med‑bay's fluorescent lights hum softly as Elara Quinn lies on a narrow examination table, her shoulder freshly bandaged. Lucien Blake stands at the foot of the bed, silhouetted against the window that overlooks Titan Corp's nighttime skyline. He holds her mission watch in his hand, its display still glowing with fragments of the system interface.
“Rest a bit," Lucien says, voice low. “You've done enough for one night."
Elara sits up gingerly, stretching her back against the padded table. “Can't sleep," she admits. “Too much…unknown."
He crosses to her side, placing the watch on a nearby tray. “I found something."
Her eyes flick to the watch. “What is it?"
Lucien taps his implant. A holographic readout hovers between them: code strings, timestamps, and a red-highlighted module lab
