They sat on opposite sides of the table without anybody deciding to.
Team Zero took the window side, because that was where they always sat. Fianna took the other, with Ciara at the end nearest the screen. The equipment cases were stacked against the back wall in two rows, black for Guild Zero and green for Fianna, and Darragh's shield leaned against the end of his row like a door taken off its hinges.
The wall screen was split. On the left, the American stream was paused at the moment the red came off the Echo, a smear of crimson frozen halfway across the court. On the right Maeve's staff had put up a plain map of the arena, a circle with the broken walls marked round the edge and the channels drawn in as thin lines meeting in the middle.
The paused stream lit the table red.
Alice did not sit. She stood at the end of the room with her back to the wall and her wings folded.
"I'll tell you what I'm sure of," she said. "Then you can stop listening to me."
