Old music played on a loop. Kyr winced as she walked in. It wasn’t loud, but it was constant, and she disliked the wastefulness of it: power that Suntracker risked their lives for, thrown away on meaningless noise.
She praises the leaders for being knowledgeable and making the best decisions, but she obviously disagrees with them at her core if she has these sort of thoughts about something as simple as energy management.
