Zeno walked into their unit with a paper bag slung over one shoulder and a brand-new gaming laptop nestled securely in his other hand. The wind had tousled his hair. He still looked fresh, in contrast with Jace, who had definitely aged while coaching Zeno.
He looked at the laptop down and smirked. He was just going to use it for the tournament.
He had noticed how Eli's old laptop had lagged so much that it could barely play a YouWatch video without buffering mid-sentence. After the tournament, Zeno planned to give this one to him.
As he stepped through the door, the smell of food greeted him immediately.
"Just in time," Doha said from the dining table, gesturing at the food they had already laid out. "We waited a bit."
Zeno scanned the room and frowned. "Where's Eli?"
"He's not here. He's inside his unit, though," Doha answered with a shrug. "He said he had something to do."
Zeno's brows drew together slightly. "Hmm."
