Lyra woke thinking about the ownership register.
The missing survey dates needed checking. Harl’s petition had to remain attached. Someone should confirm that Willa’s daughter received the notice at the right address.
She sat on the edge of the bed and recognized what she was doing.
The training record lay beside her clothes.
She put on the clothes, took the record and went to the practice room before she could find another useful task.
Rell was already there. Jian stood by the low-demand circuit, checking its physical cutoff. He looked up without the anxious encouragement she had been dreading.
“Did you sleep?”
“Yes.”
