They both nodded.
I sat again and went through another folder while waiting on updates. It was the part people misunderstood. They thought this kind of work was action every minute. Most of it was waiting with purpose. Reading details. Seeing patterns. Knowing when not to move.
Kane looked at me across the table.
"You look better."
I glanced up. "You too."
He laughed once. "Not what I meant."
"I know what you meant."
He leaned back in his chair. "You walked in here different today. Less like a man ready to put his fist through a wall."
Dante kept reading the file. "Leave him alone."
Kane ignored him. "I'm just saying. Something changed."
I held his gaze. "Mind your business."
He spread his hands. "I was. Then you made it noticeable."
I almost smiled.
"Get back to work," I said
