It was true that he wasn't always quite so quiet, but being in another country, expected to conform to the Soviet way... It put him on edge. He would have been a bit more vocal if he could have spoken of his some of his complaints about the place and the people in it, but he wasn't sure if The Boss would approve of that... And he didn't want her thinking badly of him.
"Accept me? He doesn't exactly know me," he responded with a frown. Then again, who did? Well... if there was anyone, it was The Boss. Maybe she would understand the cosmonaut's behavior, but he certainly didn't.
As for her question, it was difficult to answer. The truth was that he didn't exactly want to be part of that group, but he wasn't sure if she would really consider him at part of her family if he didn't. However, being a Cobra seemed like a lifelong commitment... And he was only planning to be here as long as the mission required it. (Then again, he had no idea what was happening with that... And this limbo he was in was making him more and more uneasy.)
"I..." He sighed and stared down at his food. Where the hell was his appetite? "I don't. Not really." He was wincing inwardly, worried about how she'd respond. He didn't want to lie to her, but he didn't want her scorning him, either.
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Date: 2006-10-31 08:02 am (UTC)"Accept me? He doesn't exactly know me," he responded with a frown. Then again, who did? Well... if there was anyone, it was The Boss. Maybe she would understand the cosmonaut's behavior, but he certainly didn't.
As for her question, it was difficult to answer. The truth was that he didn't exactly want to be part of that group, but he wasn't sure if she would really consider him at part of her family if he didn't. However, being a Cobra seemed like a lifelong commitment... And he was only planning to be here as long as the mission required it. (Then again, he had no idea what was happening with that... And this limbo he was in was making him more and more uneasy.)
"I..." He sighed and stared down at his food. Where the hell was his appetite? "I don't. Not really." He was wincing inwardly, worried about how she'd respond. He didn't want to lie to her, but he didn't want her scorning him, either.