[ Nina gives a slow nod of assessment and agreement. ]

Well, knowing the rest of the world is out to kill you, enslave you, or cut you up into little pieces does tend to foster a certain kind of bond. [ She hesitates, then: ] The Little Palace is too full of politics to ever feel like a home, for me. It's a function - a tool, to make us better tools. But it does give us the opportunity to find a place with each other. [ She does not touch her locket, but a wry, painful expression flits across her face. ] If we're very, very lucky, anyway. And - just for the record - you do belong.