The display for Lyre's solar power says 1,384W in, 98% battery, and then a number to actually make my stomach flip:
Estimated Runtime: 3h 12m.
Three hours? That's it?
I glance at the humming AC vents, the dehumidifier pulling swamp air from every corner, and the fridge. We're pulling too much. Even with solar pouring in, it's not enough.
How is that possible with 98%?
My fingers hover over the thermostat. I can't shut everything off, but maybe I can cut the second AC. That's one less thing bleeding our battery dry.
But first I have to figure out how.
"What's wrong?" Caine's voice comes from directly behind me, close enough that I can feel the warmth radiating from his body without him actually touching me.
I step quickly to the side, putting six more inches between us. "I have no idea what any of this means." I gesture at the panel. "How much power do we have? How long before we're out? I don't know anything about solar."
