[ Nash was more surprised to hear Piotr defending the outsiders than he was to hear the other man disparage them. War makes enemies out of strangers, and they were at war. He did grimace when they started to talk about her, but given the circumstance, he could only offer a sideways glance of sympathy. That was fortunate, because if he could talk, he probably would have said something stupid.
It was also fortunate because in glancing at Lakshmi he thinks he sees something move in the shadows beyond her. It might be nothing, a trick of the wind, but maybe they aren't alone here after all. He gestures with a quick point of a finger— maybe she can get a better look. ]
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It was also fortunate because in glancing at Lakshmi he thinks he sees something move in the shadows beyond her. It might be nothing, a trick of the wind, but maybe they aren't alone here after all. He gestures with a quick point of a finger— maybe she can get a better look. ]