Ki Yeonbom's lab at nine in the morning looks exactly the same as Ki Yeonbom's lab at any other hour — which is to say, organized in a way that makes sense only to the person who built the organization system, every surface covered in something that matters and nothing that doesn't.
He's already standing at the main table when they arrive, a holographic map of Seoul spread across the surface, nine red points marked on it in a pattern that Yeon Yujun immediately doesn't like the look of.
"Close the door," Ki Yeonbom said, without looking up.
Seo Hwigeon closed it.
"Sit down."
Neither of them sat — Seo Hwigeon leaned against the nearest wall, Yeon Yujun stepped up to the table and looked at the map. Pouch crawled out of his jacket pocket and perched on the table edge, surveying the hologram with the serious attention of a creature that understood more than it let on.
Ki Yeonbom spared Pouch exactly one glance before returning to the map.
