Kassian stood near the wall, quietly and still, like the revenant that Rakitin had once christened him. At first, he'd been prepared to begin the process of waiting - letting his conscious mind slip to a near-somnolent state, dormant, so as not to distract him. His unconscious, reactive self took over then, merely coasting, absorbing all, ready to alert him if he needed to react.
It was how he passed time lying in wait, and how he got through these long days of of MENT bodyguard duty.
But the hornet had piqued his interest, and he'd paid attention. He found himself wondering why the hornet knew English Morse Code instead Russian Morse Code, then he blinked and wondered how it had learned it at all. Perhaps hornets were more intelligent than he'd been led to believe.
That was where the mind balked, where the leap of faith was required. But if he simply accepted it at face value, that meant that the mechanic had been killed in the very spring that he and Isaev had jumped into, where he'd found the ring.
That made sense, but in retrospect it was a bit disconcerting.
Kassian's face retained its stoic expression, however, and he made no move to come closer. Like many things, it was not his concern, but that didn't stop him from noting the information, and filing it away for later.
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Date: 2007-07-29 12:44 am (UTC)It was how he passed time lying in wait, and how he got through these long days of of MENT bodyguard duty.
But the hornet had piqued his interest, and he'd paid attention. He found himself wondering why the hornet knew English Morse Code instead Russian Morse Code, then he blinked and wondered how it had learned it at all. Perhaps hornets were more intelligent than he'd been led to believe.
That was where the mind balked, where the leap of faith was required. But if he simply accepted it at face value, that meant that the mechanic had been killed in the very spring that he and Isaev had jumped into, where he'd found the ring.
That made sense, but in retrospect it was a bit disconcerting.
Kassian's face retained its stoic expression, however, and he made no move to come closer. Like many things, it was not his concern, but that didn't stop him from noting the information, and filing it away for later.