Dimitri - the new papers will include a new name, and it bothers him to keep using the one he was assigned by Manticore even in his own head, but if it helps him be that much more normal he'll take it; normal people, after all, have names and not designations - does not fall apart. It bothers him, the vagueness of the intelligence he has on why they've both been burned, doesn't allow for more specific planning than "be vigilant and survive," which could drive him to anxiety if he let it. He doesn't. This could be it, if they can just stay one step ahead of people who want them dead or worse.
So he walks through this door and, when all that the apartment contains is Nina and a faint buzz of tension, hands over the fruits of the past few hours; she'll find them exactly as she described, her standards met to the letter as he had it explained to him. Dimitri himself sits down across from her after a few moments, watching her without saying anything for several moments, both to observe and to let her concentrate.
He doesn't miss the faint differences. He even already knows what they mean, from a purely physical standpoint. It's the cause behind them that he has to be absolutely sure of, though, if they're going to manage to find something like trust in their current uncertain upheaval.
"Can you handle this?" he asks, also in the Russian it's likely easier for her to understand and doesn't make much difference to him. He doesn't bother masking the way his tone makes it clear that this is both a bare bones tactical question and a courtesy, although the latter is much less well represented.
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So he walks through this door and, when all that the apartment contains is Nina and a faint buzz of tension, hands over the fruits of the past few hours; she'll find them exactly as she described, her standards met to the letter as he had it explained to him. Dimitri himself sits down across from her after a few moments, watching her without saying anything for several moments, both to observe and to let her concentrate.
He doesn't miss the faint differences. He even already knows what they mean, from a purely physical standpoint. It's the cause behind them that he has to be absolutely sure of, though, if they're going to manage to find something like trust in their current uncertain upheaval.
"Can you handle this?" he asks, also in the Russian it's likely easier for her to understand and doesn't make much difference to him. He doesn't bother masking the way his tone makes it clear that this is both a bare bones tactical question and a courtesy, although the latter is much less well represented.