The words came out harsher than Hikaru intended. She watched Naomi flinch slightly, then square her shoulders with a determination that seemed out of place on someone who looked like she belonged in a library rather than a combat academy.
"You're not fine. Nobody who just almost died is fine. But I understand that you don't want me here right now, so I'm going to leave." Naomi paused in the doorway, one hand on the frame. "For what it's worth, I won't say anything to anyone. About any of this."
Hikaru didn't respond. She heard Naomi's footsteps cross the living room, heard the front door open and close for the second time, and then there was only one other heartbeat in the apartment besides her own.
Monroe was still there.
