Which was exactly what made it unsettling.
Marlow did not say that out loud. She did not need to. Ren could see it in the way her supervisor stayed looking at the log for one second longer than normal before minimizing it and bringing the larger system view back up.
The room kept moving around them. Feeds shifted. Status lines updated. Someone two stations away asked for a confirmation on a gate cycle.
Another officer answered without looking up. The kind of work happening in the security deck was built on steady hands and steady breathing, and no one here wanted to be the person who broke that rhythm over something small unless they had proof it was no longer small.
Still, the note stayed in the back of Ren's mind.
She returned to her station and reopened the redundancy stack, this time keeping the flagged log on one side of her screen while the live correction stream ran on the other.
