"Let's not get stuck on that," I cut in before she could finish whatever she was about to say. There was no point letting the conversation spiral into unnecessary territory. "What matters is this."
I straightened up slightly, shifting my posture as my tone hardened. The room felt heavier somehow, like the air itself understood what was coming next.
"The Titans are dealing with something they can't handle on their own," I said. "A crisis. And it's getting worse with every single day that passes."
I let my gaze settle firmly on Natasha and Trisha, making sure neither of them could look away.
"That's why I need all the help I can get."
They weren't just any doctors. They were the doctors—the ones who had been directly involved in creating the medicine that could cure Eternal Sleep. The only people who truly understood how it worked, how fragile the balance was. If anyone could make a difference here, it was them. That was the entire reason I'd brought them into this mess.
