The former Dragon Unit captain, his face unreadable, turned toward Yenna once more. His voice was tight with restrained frustration. "And you're just letting her do as she pleases? Did you even try to call her back?"
Yenna didn't react immediately. When she did, her expression was unreadable, but there was something in her gaze—something deeper. "Do you honestly believe she would come back if I called?"
The captain clenched his jaw but didn't answer.
Helen's voice cut in, her frustration mounting. "Even if she wouldn't, why inform us this way? Why go through a public broadcast instead of directly telling you? If she had the information, why didn't she come to us first?"
There was an edge of betrayal in her tone now. Amara had been one of them—a soldier molded by the Federation. And yet, she had abandoned it.
Yenna's gaze grew colder. "After what happened and what you all did to her, do you really think she has any loyalty left to the Federation?"