Juno had labeled the empty space on the bench.
INSPECTION.
Kellan read it before he put the supply crate down.
“That’s the only clear bit.”
“Yes.”
“Where do you want the crate?”
“Somewhere that isn’t the inspection space.”
He put it on the floor and sat on it while she finished drawing a line across the board. Eli stood by the lamp. The service room was too small for the visitors expected after the session, but Juno had refused the larger room offered beside the main hall. Its workbench was decorative. This one had bolt holes and a floor the building attendant would allow them to scratch.
