We arrived back on Earth to the sound of heavy rain, the kind that drenched you to the bone within seconds. But no one complained because after a week, we were finally back. We deserve a week-long vacation after this.
I stretched my arm up, tired from carrying the suitcase, when my gaze landed on the captain's back again. His senses are sharp, so he can tell that I'm staring at him, right? I'm frustrated.
I had hoped for a moment to catch Claude alone, to talk about everything that had happened. But as soon as we stepped through the portal, we were whisked away by the NSA. Apparently, disappearing into a vortex for two days without notice raised some eyebrows.
So, a week in Noir's world was equivalent to two days here.
"You will have to face the leaders after you receive counseling," Commander Lan greeted us with a stern look. He gave Claude a meaningful look before walking away. "See you there."
"It feels relieving that the commander will be there too."
