Nyx chose the bench with a clear view of the correspondence hall.
I noticed because I had arrived early enough to choose the other one. The shade was better there, and I had thought keeping the sun out of her eyes might make the conversation easier.
She left me to move. My recovery instructions allowed the walk and a short seated meeting. They didn't include following her around the academy until she accepted a place I preferred. I sat at the end she indicated and put the folder between my feet.
"No continuation through the closed local commission," she said. "The issuing desk is still restricted. The receiving point hasn't resumed work under the old reference."
"Who checked the receiving point?"
"I saw the closure notice. I checked the public work counter separately. They agree."
She placed the dated reference beside my folder. The number matched the copy from the officer. I checked it before asking for more.
