[Natasha takes her in; the way she paces, that frustration and the worry, but she doesn't address it, at least not yet. Distract her first, give her something hopefully nice, and then see if she can work out what's bothering her.
She figures Sonia's probably been through enough interrogations already, and if not, she eventually will. So Natasha's approach is an attempt at just, well, caring enough. Doing what she can to make her comfortable, to the extent it's possible.]
I think you're supposed to open it and find out.
[Her tone is mild, but she doesn't even bother to pretend that it's not an attempt to lift Sonia's spirits. She's trying. She's good with people except when she's not -- being genuine is always much more difficult than inhabiting a lie. Neatly wrapped, the ribbon tied with flowers, as she offers the gift to the princess with a tilt of her head.]
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She figures Sonia's probably been through enough interrogations already, and if not, she eventually will. So Natasha's approach is an attempt at just, well, caring enough. Doing what she can to make her comfortable, to the extent it's possible.]
I think you're supposed to open it and find out.
[Her tone is mild, but she doesn't even bother to pretend that it's not an attempt to lift Sonia's spirits. She's trying. She's good with people except when she's not -- being genuine is always much more difficult than inhabiting a lie. Neatly wrapped, the ribbon tied with flowers, as she offers the gift to the princess with a tilt of her head.]