Aleksandr could not help his blushing, cursing suddenly in his mind that Tear was witnessing all of this. Nadia complimented him. His heart was racing, he told a small lie about not being able to follow direction. He was sure Tear would . . Tell someone, get them into trouble or was she trustworthy enough?

"Thank you, Nadia," he said plainly, trying to keep any sheepish voice from pulling, "Tear, what would you like to do?"