Vella found Hajin still against the corridor wall, giving the chair beside him one long look before offering her hand.
"It has a back."
"I noticed."
"An excellent beginning."
He let her help him into it, settling his injured arm on the folded support while the quiet beyond the child's doorway remained undisturbed.
Juna kept the far turn in view from her watch position, lifting two fingers when Hajin looked toward her before closing his eyes.
"Aria, I'd like to speak with her."
He entered the Fragment deliberately, leaving his body resting beneath the blanket Vella had drawn over his knees.
Gold met him without the voices that had crowded the stolen memories, spreading across a floor where the Goddess sat beside a low writing surface.
Her hand rested above an unfinished line, its curve stopping at a point where the light beneath it had grown faint.
