Volgin turned to look at the MENT as Ocelot pointed him out.
Ah, yes. This one.
Lieutenant Rakitin, he recalled.
Young, and eager to please. Volgin had found him a bit suspicious, earlier, wondering if the GRU lieutenant was merely trying to lull him into a sense of complacency, but now he wondered if that were the case. Major Liadov had been nothing but reasonable, and had given him no reason to doubt Rakitin, either. Perhaps Volgin had been wrong.
He rested an expectant gaze upon Rakitin, waiting to hear what would he would say. He wanted to know what had happened with this new body just as much as Ocelot did - no, actually, he corrected, more.
Ivan's life could be at stake, which made it doubly important to Volgin.
"Well? We're waiting, Lieutenant Rakitin," he prompted.
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Ah, yes. This one.
Lieutenant Rakitin, he recalled.
Young, and eager to please. Volgin had found him a bit suspicious, earlier, wondering if the GRU lieutenant was merely trying to lull him into a sense of complacency, but now he wondered if that were the case. Major Liadov had been nothing but reasonable, and had given him no reason to doubt Rakitin, either. Perhaps Volgin had been wrong.
He rested an expectant gaze upon Rakitin, waiting to hear what would he would say. He wanted to know what had happened with this new body just as much as Ocelot did - no, actually, he corrected, more.
Ivan's life could be at stake, which made it doubly important to Volgin.
"Well? We're waiting, Lieutenant Rakitin," he prompted.