She was new to the Agents. No big talk, no need to prove herself. She listened, observed, and remembered. One of those who act first and explain later. Controllers, smokes, room control, patience. Exactly her pace.

The training room was almost empty, the lights dimmed, the floor still slightly damp from cleaning. She stood in front of the mirror, fresh, loose clothes draped over her body, freshly showered, her skin still warm, while her fingers expertly braided strand after strand of her hair into a tight plait. Headphones in, music just for her. The outside world didn't exist right now.

Chamber was walking past the training room when something caught his eye, He took a step back,He glanced back into the Room.

She stood there, grounded, present. Softer curves, but nothing insecure about her quite the opposite, in fact. As if she knew exactly how much space she occupied and why. Not pretentious, not trying to impress. Authentic.

He said nothing, two worlds colliding in a silent moment, without many words or even the other person noticing. A rare pause, not a word, not a movement, just his eyes scanning the moment.

Then, very close to his ear, a soft, amused whisper made him flinch. "Looks like you've got a thing for controllers, huh?" Sage grinned as she walked past him. Chamber turned his head and watched her go, slightly bewildered. And then back into the training room... two worlds