The second morning back felt different from the first.
Not dramatically. Just the way a place felt different when you had slept in it twice and your body had started accepting it as real. Noah was up before most of the facility, which was not unusual for him, and he was at the dock with the remaining posts before Sam had finished his first coffee.
The OGs filtered out one by one over the next twenty minutes. Lucas came first because Lucas was always early, it was a Grey family thing, punctuality as a moral position. Seraleth came second, her hair up, already stretching in ways that suggested she had been awake for a while. Lila arrived without announcing herself, just appeared at the edge of the group the way Lila always arrived at things. Kelvin came last, tablet in hand, a coffee in the other, looking at the posts with the expression of a man who was still doing structural grief about yesterday.
Diana wasn't there. Noah hadn't expected her to be.
