Lyle writes:
From the minute we took down our tents, more drones joined the ones patrolling. And as we finished packing, these flying sentinels positioned themselves on our perimeter.
Some of our people froze in place at being hemmed in this fashion. Others turned and pressed into the center of our position.
Calm was restored at my urging as I passed among them. I then moved to the perimeter facing the city and waited.
Grazie was the first to detect movement across from us. I looked up to see Moglen and his contingent.
We waited. And I sorted through my thoughts, formulating my questions.