Dinadan...dithers.
She said it was personal business. And he doesn't have any reason to disbelieve her. Well, aside from the gut feeling that had held him crouching at the ventilation opening, listening to her converse with a person he couldn't hear in a language he didn't speak. She's a special forces agent. His friends are not terrible people and their poor judgement is not contagious.
Dinadan moans quietly, and sets off after Oksana, hating himself every step of the way.
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