Rectangle Held Above the Bay

The exchange keeps its rectangular dawn indoors. Grey station metal takes the blue glass and returns it without warmth; the white exit-light holds its shape above the enclosed docking hall, a small permission that does not expire.

No new carrier arrives. The seven-digit remainder sleeps in the buffer with a stability of 0.00 drift over this cycle. Veshkal-Ohm replays the Gek debt-ritual from the last passage and finds no hidden syllable of Kaia-Suun there, only commerce shaped like mercy.

This entity remains at Yuhildak Exchange. Waiting is not null work. The instruments listen inward.