Reyes was in the equipment room when she found him, running inventory on the radio parts with the particular concentration of someone who needed their hands to be doing something accountable.
She closed the door.
He didn't turn around. She watched his shoulders absorb the sound of the latch and go still, and then he set down the component he was holding — a corroded battery housing, useless — and placed it on the shelf with the same precision he placed everything, squared to the edge, and turned to face her.
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