Sūrya stands at the console, her fingers steady despite the trembling hand, the amber glow highlighting her determination.Sūrya and Dhruv stand before a photograph of a young girl on ice, Sūrya's fingers touching the scar on her implant.Sūrya's fingertips hover, then press the keys, the panel's amber pulse climbing, her hands steady in the dim control room.Sūrya sits at the console, her profile bathed in the warm glow of the Fibonacci sequence unfolding on the screen.Sūrya walks alone in the dim corridor, her hand brushing her ear, the faint blue-green glow accentuating her solitude.Dhruv sits quietly as Sūrya gazes at the photograph of the woman on ice, her profile illuminated by the dim light.Sūrya stands at the VLF array control console, her finger touching the scar at her temple, dust motes floating in the warm light.Mira's pale profile glows in the dim room, her fingertip resting on a highlighted log entry on the blue panel.
