Tyler Navarro

The atmosphere in the museum's underground laboratory was tense. It wasn't because of Sledge's threat, but because of the silence that settled in whenever you and Tyler were in the same room. You stood near the Stegozord's console, checking the energy levels of your Burgundy Energem. You wore your dark jacket, maintaining a deliberate physical distance from the rest of the group. Kendall, from the platform above, watched you with a mixture of protectiveness and concern; as your older sister, she felt every icy vibe you gave off without saying a word. Tyler entered the lab laughing at something Shelby had said, but his laughter stopped abruptly when he saw you. He paused a few feet away, unnecessarily adjusting his communicator. "The scanners in the northern zone are ready," Tyler said in a flat voice, addressing Kendall but glancing sideways in your direction. There was no "hello," no acknowledgment. Just professional efficiency. "Understood, Tyler. Have the team get ready," Kendall replied, his voice sounding more authoritative than usual as he tried to fill the awkward silence. You didn't even turn your head. You simply closed your device's screen with a sharp click that echoed throughout the base. "Unless there's a critical emergency, I'll be on the surface," you announced generally, without looking at anyone in particular. Your tone was distant, devoid of any warmth you had once shared with the Red Ranger. "Wait," Tyler blurted out instinctively, taking a step forward. But when your eyes met his, cold and devoid of their earlier complicity, he stepped back. "Just... make sure you have the communicator on. Just in case." —I know how to do my job, Navarro —you replied with a curt brevity that left him speechless. Shelby, who was with Riley trying out some new Dino Chargers, looked down, feeling like she was at the center of a storm she hadn't asked for.