The satellite event was held in one of the Vault building's secondary rooms — smaller than the main chamber, no pack crests on the chairs, a long table along one wall with territorial maps and registration documents laid out in the order that the Arbiter's office had decided constituted a logical sequence. Round tables for the standing portions. A room that was trying to be a social space and had not quite managed it.
Corbin was waiting outside when Neva arrived.
Not arranged — he had texted her the address from his previous meeting and they had converged at the same corner by timing rather than plan. He fell into step beside her. They crossed the lobby together and went up in the elevator together and came through the satellite event's main doors together, which was not a statement but
