We'd been back at the safehouse for maybe twenty minutes when it happened.
I was standing at the map projection, watching the numbers update. Fourteen rifts closed, thirty-five remaining, two complete clusters neutralized.
"We're making good progress," Henrik said, reviewing his analysis. "At this rate, we could hit twenty closures in two more days."
"Twenty gets us to the assault threshold," Mara added. "Nexus power would be reduced enough that the key becomes viable."
I felt Azryth's presence behind me before his arms came around my waist, pulling me back against his chest. His chin rested on my shoulder as he studied the map with me.
"Thirty-five to go," he said quietly.
"Six days to do it," I replied, leaning into him.
"You two are aware there are other people in this room, right?" Mara said dryly.
"We're aware," Azryth said, not moving.
"Just checking."
Kelvin, who'd been sprawled on the couch, grinned. "I think it's sweet. Very synchronized."
