He accepted.
For ten minutes, he just breathed.
The temperature control screen changed. It displayed a live feed from Aris’s apartment in the city—his dusty bookshelves, the half-dead ficus by the window. Then a live feed from his sister’s house. Then from the neonatal ICU where his niece was fighting for her life. landau 2.0
Aris shut down the terminal for the night. He didn't sleep. He accepted