Date: 2007-10-11 08:19 am (UTC)
Nika laughed, wearily.

He let the Black Ops man lead, striding unconcernedly before them at a very slight distance, and Liadov fell back in beside Polya.

"Who says they're mutually exclusive?" he quipped, wanly.

But after a moment he tapped Polya's side with his elbow, and a slight, buried grin.

"Thanks, comrade. For coming after me."

He paused.

"Even if it was just me and some guy having it off like a couple of stupid opesdol. It means something, Lieutenant, that you're watching my back."

Nika turned, eyelashes flicking as he brushed a wayward snowflake away from where it had lit.

"I can trust you with my life. We were comrades before. Now we're really friends."
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