Valeria turned back toward the projection.
Lucavion moved with her.
She shifted her attention to the reservation schedule on the left, and he leaned into that side of her vision. When her gaze travelled toward the recovery facilities, he stepped around her with the innocent persistence of a man searching for the correct place to stand.
Valeria endured the first obstruction. She avoided the second by rotating the projection between them, only for Lucavion's face to appear through the pale-blue outline of a cultivation chamber.
Her mouth tightened.
He changed sides again.
"Lucavion."
"Yes?"
"Stand still."
"I was trying to find an angle you liked."
"You have failed."
"Then some guidance would be appreciated."
Valeria returned to the map, but the corner of her mouth moved before she caught it. She pressed her lips together and lifted one hand toward the facility list with renewed concentration.
Lucavion stepped into view again.
A quiet laugh escaped her.
