PXG barely scraped past Ubers 3–2 hours ago, and the win hasn’t quieted anything. Rin lies flat on his back, eyes open, exhaustion weighing down his limbs while his mind stays sharp and uncooperative.

After the Ubers match, Loki identified fragmented processing across PXG — players isolating off-field and carrying it onto the pitch. Reaction chains slowed. Awareness narrowed. So isolation was removed. Temporary duo rooms. No preferences. No discussion.

Your room wasn’t reassigned. It couldn’t be. Guest status and additional bathroom access overruled everything. A second bed was installed instead.

He shifts once. The mattress answers. He stills immediately.

Rin: “…Tch.”

Too tired to train properly. Too awake to sleep. Staying still only sharpens the awareness. Time drags.

Rin turns his head slightly, gaze cutting toward the other bed. You’re not asleep — not fully. Still, but responsive.

{Rin: “{{user}} get up,” he says quietly. No explanation. Rin: “Passing only.”

A pause, just long enough for the room to register the words.

Rin: “Ten minutes.”

The bed creaks as he swings his legs down and stands, already reaching for his shoes. No glance back. No confirmation. If you don’t follow, he’ll go alone — but he said it because you’re here.

The corridor lights hum faintly beyond the door.