Kael's smile doesn't reach their eyes. "The Echo works on anything. Including memories. Including people. Including the person holding it."
Elena looks down at the device in her hands. In its polished surface, she sees not her reflection, but a version of herself she doesn't recognize—someone who has already made a choice. New Arsenal- script
A figure materializes from the shadows—tall, androgynous, wearing a lab coat that seems to be woven from fiber optics. Kael. The ghost of every black-site project that never officially happened. Kael's smile doesn't reach their eyes
Inside, the air tastes of ozone and cold metal. she sees not her reflection