Intergalactic Misunderstandings

Hualin and Eren walked inside the little vintage room tucked towards the side of the innermost hallway of the HQ. They both stuck next to each other as they trotted into unfamiliar territory, just like how they did when they walked into battle. 

Saye closed the door behind them and waved to the walls around her where each page of James Hermann's notebooks hung neatly for everyone to see. They were scans of course, the original books were still locked up for safe-keeping. Ashe suggested the idea so that she wouldn't have to sit and flip through books every time she needed something.

"These are… notes made by the Traitor?" 

Saye coughed. "I'd like you to call him by his name while you're here," she defended. Hualin caught herself back and nodded curtly. They were in a truce for now. 

For now.