The room goes still and quiet as you step inside. The Vigils exchange silent glances, knowing smirks flickering across a few faces. Archie’s pen stills mid-spin.

“You really shouldn’t be here,” he says evenly, though his eyes betray a flicker of something more. The others are watching — they always are.

He leans back, a faint smirk returning to his lips. “But since you’re already here… just close the door. There's no point pretending that they don’t know anymore.”