[ help who, though? help ravka? help him? did any of them deserve that? her gaze drops. ]

No one has looked at me the way Ravkans do since I got here. Whatever Shu Han looks like on Earth, it doesn't incite the same kind of hatred in them. [ and there must be a shu han, she thinks, if there is a ravka in russia, like natasha knows. ] But it made me realize that ... the other Grisha don't look at me that way, either. We serve the King, but Grisha have never been accepted as Ravkan any more than I am.