Kira watched the exchange with quiet admiration. "Not bad. You've got the manner of someone who actually knows how to lead people."
"Stop flattering me and get online," Don said. "We were supposed to log in at two. We're already a minute behind."
He didn't say it aloud, but he'd kept their numbers for Extraordinary Studio's sake - Star's sake, really. And something about the thirty-dollar meal allowance stuck with him. It was a small thing, but it carried weight. A company that feeds its people that well isn't just running a business - it's building something that feels like family. He recognized that feeling from somewhere further back than he cared to admit.
The silvery light coalesced and solidified, and the three of them materialized on the first floor of the Anya Mine almost simultaneously.
The rest of the team was already there.
Diana's expression was composed, but her eyes held a trace of amusement. "You're late."
