Gemotions

"Leaving?" Sarah repeated, her voice even. The words echoed in the small office, swallowed by the silence that followed. Professor Ito nodded, his face etched with a familiar mixture of regret and anticipation. Sarah felt no sudden surge of panic, no hot flush of anxiety. Instead, a sense of calm washed over her, a quiet understanding. She'd seen transitions before. She knew the rhythm of change. She asked about the transition plan, about the best way forward. Her gaze remained steady.