The notification didn't make a sound.
It didn't flash red.
It didn't vibrate.
It just appeared.
Dreyden only noticed it because he was already checking his interface while walking out of the training hall.
REQUEST FOR EVALUATION
LOCATION: Administrative Wing – Section E
PRIORITY: Standard
He stared at the word for a second longer than the others.
Standard.
At the Triangle, "standard" never meant harmless. The things that came screaming with red alerts were easy. Clear. Urgent.
This was quiet.
And quiet things were measured.
He dismissed the notification and kept walking. Not too fast. Not slow.
Delaying would look defensive. Rushing would look nervous.
Neither suited him.
The Administrative Wing wasn't on any main route. You had to choose to walk there.
