A panel near the bottom shows recent access history: usernames, timestamps, session types, the bureaucratic poetry of accountability. The entries are not dramatic, but one of them is yours, quiet and permanent, sitting there like a footprint in wet concrete. You stare at it until your reflection in the screen becomes part of the list. The system does not shout when it records you. It simply remembers, and remembering is how institutions take revenge without raising their voices. You think of compliance, of audits, of the way a single line item can become a story told months later in a room you will not be invited to. [[Decide Whether To Touch PRAP]]