As Katelina trudged back to the cabin, she felt a certain melancholy. Incidents like dinner reminded her how removed she was from real life. The sightseers' trip to Russia involved trains, cameras, sunlight, markets and famous monuments. Hers had been a flying walk in the dark, a hotel, and a seedy house to get fake papers, all while waiting for Malick or his henchmen to appear and kill them, or for The Guild to send someone to intercept them and send them back to the U.S.
Fun, fun.
In the room, Katelina flopped back on the makeshift couch. "Are you sure we shouldn't go check on them?"
Kai checked the time. "We go at midnight."
"I thought you said we should stay away so they didn't get caught?"
"No."
She waited for more details, but he only took a seat next to her and set up a movie.
