( Genya can make anything work. though admittedly, she might have to try a little harder with this outfit.

then his voice turns to sympathy and her mouth runs dry. she swallows a hard lump, putting on her bravest face. though at least Nikolai would be able to see the barely concealed thread of vulnerability Zoya tries so hard to lock away. )

That's a problem for later. ( her voice nearly breaks on that. she can't think about this right now. she can't. )

We have more important things. ( she takes in a deep breath and regards the world around them. ) Like where the hell are we now and how do you and I always end up kidnapped together.

This is getting repetitive.