The Knowledge System Holder narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharpening like a blade being honed against a whetstone. He didn't recoil from Rex's logic; instead, he leaned into it, his posture stiffening with the intellectual indignation of a man who prided himself on the purity of his inquiry.
"You are asking us to dismiss the question simply because the asking of it serves the Legion's objective," he countered, his voice ringing with a cold, academic precision. "But a truth does not lose its validity just because a predator timed its reveal."
"If the Headmaster possessed intelligence regarding the Legion's genesis and chose to bury it in the shadows of her own history, that is a legitimate crisis of accountability."
"The timing may be a trap, but the suspicion is a real, breathing thing."
"We cannot ignore the rot just because someone threw a handful of salt on it to make us notice."
