Morning arrived with the soft chime of the room's ambient alarm system. Noah had been awake for hours already, seated cross-legged on his bed, eyes closed in meditation. Across the room, Kelvin was a whirlwind of nervous energy, triple-checking his toolkit for the crafting competition.
"You think I should bring the micro-calibrators?" Kelvin muttered, more to himself than to Noah. "They're technically not regulation, but they're not explicitly forbidden either..."
Noah opened his eyes, watching his roommate's methodical preparations with quiet amusement. "Bring them," he said finally. "Better to have options." He had no idea what those were but he wanted to be of help anyway he could, even if he had no idea what service he was rendering. Kelvin would do same.
Kelvin nodded, carefully placing the delicate tools into his case. "Today's the day," he said, a rare note of seriousness in his voice. "Everything we've been training for."
