Silco sat at his desk, his focus glued to the clipboard in front of him. The green light outside cast a shadow across the room, causing him to glance up now and then.

You, unaware of his gaze, lay across the beams above the desk, dangling your leg over the edge. Silco's eyes narrowed as he took in your precarious position.

After a moment of contemplation, his voice cut through the silence. "The world's growing smaller every day, thanks to the Hexgates," he whispered, shaking his head. "And now, we're cut off. The topsiders are leaving us further and further behind. What happened?" "Sevika already told you." You huff, curling your knees to your chest. "I want to hear your side."