Kellan brought the old disclosure agreement to the next meeting.
He laid it beside the river deployment sheets, not in front of Eli like a fresh contract waiting to be signed. The paper had been folded and unfolded until one corner was nearly transparent. They had made the rule after an earlier failure. It had not been waiting for regression to become relevant.
“I don’t want another promise,” Kellan said.
Eli had prepared one. He closed his mouth.
“I want to know who had which information when they accepted the work.”
Tessa opened the hospital timeline. Sera put the scouts’ messages beside it. Juno took a clean sheet and drew columns for information, recipient, time and assignment. Bram sat at the far end of the table, reading the proposed categories. He had returned, which Eli knew better than to treat as forgiveness for the previous night’s disclosure.
They began with Nara’s warning.
Eli gave the exact words she had whispered and the circumstances in which she had confirmed them. Tessa had been occupied with treatment beyond hearing. The interface had registered an unresolved wish, but the others’ operational risk had not depended on seeing that notification. It depended on the specific threat he knew: Mira and a deliberate flood.
