"He had it on," Kassian said immediately, following Isaev's line of reasoning.
If it had been the killer that Imanov tangled with, it would be better that Imanov be only an anonymous Ocelot to him, not man with a face that could be recognized later.
"He's all right. No damage," he added. "And he came away with a scrap of fabric from the struggle. It could be useful."
He looked away, back to the pool.
"Ocelot had ordered me to stay with the MENTs. Imanov and I discussed it, and agreed he'd stay outside to keep an eye on the building while I went inside with them, but as I look back on it, we shouldn't have split."
Kassian shook his head. He didn't spend a lot of time in self-recrimination, but he could acknowledge his errors in judgment. That had been one, regardless if anything had happened or not.
He fell silent, then glanced back at Isaev, meeting his gaze, his dark eyes solemn and steady.
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If it had been the killer that Imanov tangled with, it would be better that Imanov be only an anonymous Ocelot to him, not man with a face that could be recognized later.
"He's all right. No damage," he added. "And he came away with a scrap of fabric from the struggle. It could be useful."
He looked away, back to the pool.
"Ocelot had ordered me to stay with the MENTs. Imanov and I discussed it, and agreed he'd stay outside to keep an eye on the building while I went inside with them, but as I look back on it, we shouldn't have split."
Kassian shook his head. He didn't spend a lot of time in self-recrimination, but he could acknowledge his errors in judgment. That had been one, regardless if anything had happened or not.
He fell silent, then glanced back at Isaev, meeting his gaze, his dark eyes solemn and steady.