Kori knocked on the doorframe with the back of her knuckles.
No clipboard. No training jacket. A cute light gray sweater, hair in a loose tie, and a hint of color on her lips - the kind of detail that meant she remembered human beings sometimes dress to be pretty, not just practical.
"You four" she said to the four in the main room. "Get ya shoes. We're going out."
Raizen blinked, raising his gaze from the book he was buried in for the past few hours. Hikari's face lit up and she stopped bouncing Ichiro's rubber ball against the wall. Arashi squinted, suspicious. Keahi did the thing where her mouth didn't curve but her eyes smiled instead.
"No drills?" Arashi asked, still squinting.
"No drills" Kori answered. "Consider it a… Hmm… A field lesson, yes. You can't fight for a city you never bother to look at."
They got ready faster than for any morning stretch.
