[She curses, softly, in Russian - picked up from Sokolov, not childhood. The situation seems to call for it.]
Ah. That one.
[Sad and knowing; she knows how that one lingers. Anya did her own damage there. Dean still loves her, which makes it easier, but it doesn't undo what she did to him. And it doesn't unmake the cold, proud part of Anya that still thinks, in the dead of night - a few more months, and I'd have had him. She still doesn't know where she stands with Abigail.
She knows some of what went on, the quickly suppressed panic in Harvey's eyes each time he didn't understand what was going on, didn't remember one of Cassel's capricious rules, felt himself lurching with holes. Cassel didn't notice - egotistical enough to assume Harvey's panic was always for him, and not so attentive to the details as Anya was. She remembers Bianca, too, like an obsidian knife, sleek and glittering, nails light on her cheek.]
We weren't very concerned about offers, over there.
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Ah. That one.
[Sad and knowing; she knows how that one lingers. Anya did her own damage there. Dean still loves her, which makes it easier, but it doesn't undo what she did to him. And it doesn't unmake the cold, proud part of Anya that still thinks, in the dead of night - a few more months, and I'd have had him. She still doesn't know where she stands with Abigail.
She knows some of what went on, the quickly suppressed panic in Harvey's eyes each time he didn't understand what was going on, didn't remember one of Cassel's capricious rules, felt himself lurching with holes. Cassel didn't notice - egotistical enough to assume Harvey's panic was always for him, and not so attentive to the details as Anya was. She remembers Bianca, too, like an obsidian knife, sleek and glittering, nails light on her cheek.]
We weren't very concerned about offers, over there.