[ There's a mildness to that which tells Nina he's not quite understood; she's not sure if it reflects on her or Alina, but she finds it worth clarifying: ] Yes. Today. She offered to come with me, but...
[ Nina just shakes her head a little. She can't explain why she thought she had to do this herself; it makes no sense, really, after all the time and effort she'd spent to make sure Alina realized Matthias was not going to hurt her. She really should have taken advantage of that. She just... felt she had to do this herself first. Her general deserves her last report.
The man I work for will hunt you down, she'd told Matthias. She'd believed it. I'd rather starve than be a traitor, she'd said. And she'd done it. ]
I apologize for that, sir. The drüskelle came in the same number I was led to expect would be with the Conductor. I had them, but there was a fifth one hidden in the building across the street. He snared me with a bola before the four others went down.
[ Her hands at her sides, their damned heartbeats so steady with the conviction of their cause -- how was she to know that steady beat across the road was another drüskelle? She'd thought she'd had them. She'd managed to get one arm free, she'd made them fight for it, but... they had taken her anyway. She'd failed. It felt bitter, like ashes in her throat as she looked at him. ]
I hope that my last report got through.
[ That the Conductor trusted her enough to take her through, that she'd be joining him and three rogues from Ketterdam for some mission involving the Little Palace. ]
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[ Nina just shakes her head a little. She can't explain why she thought she had to do this herself; it makes no sense, really, after all the time and effort she'd spent to make sure Alina realized Matthias was not going to hurt her. She really should have taken advantage of that. She just... felt she had to do this herself first. Her general deserves her last report.
The man I work for will hunt you down, she'd told Matthias. She'd believed it. I'd rather starve than be a traitor, she'd said. And she'd done it. ]
I apologize for that, sir. The drüskelle came in the same number I was led to expect would be with the Conductor. I had them, but there was a fifth one hidden in the building across the street. He snared me with a bola before the four others went down.
[ Her hands at her sides, their damned heartbeats so steady with the conviction of their cause -- how was she to know that steady beat across the road was another drüskelle? She'd thought she'd had them. She'd managed to get one arm free, she'd made them fight for it, but... they had taken her anyway. She'd failed. It felt bitter, like ashes in her throat as she looked at him. ]
I hope that my last report got through.
[ That the Conductor trusted her enough to take her through, that she'd be joining him and three rogues from Ketterdam for some mission involving the Little Palace. ]