She wasn’t content to let anyone be sacrificed. Among the remixers and curators who fed off one another’s edits and shared secret codes, a line had been drawn. Some wanted to strip the beacon out, to patch the patch. Others argued against tampering: it would break provenance, betray honesty, risk contamination. Aria’s mind split itself, as her life had been split: part archivist, part outlaw, and part reluctant guardian.