Vivienne stopped in front of them.
Even in the middle of all that noise, she carried herself like the scene had arranged itself for her arrival. Cameras were still aimed across the barrier. Government agents moved in and out of the cleared area. Survivors sat or stood where they could, covered in blood, dirt, and the sort of exhaustion that made everyone look older than they were. In the middle of all that, Vivienne Mourne reached their group with the same red hair and ruby-bright stare Neo remembered.
Snot gave a tired huff through his nose.
"Didn't expect to see you again so soon, Vivienne Mourne."
She answered with a faint curve at the corner of her mouth. "Neither did I."
Her attention drifted to the covered body beside Marika. Whatever else she was, she understood what she was looking at. Her voice lowered.
"I'm sorry for your loss. I intended to enter the Breach as well, but other matters delayed me."
That irritated Neo more than he liked.
