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Things happen, gears move, and Piotr finally finds himself able to stand outside a conference room where he can talk to Kitty.

The two guards keep looking at him and then at the genoshan collar. He finally takes it from them and snaps it around his own neck.

Enough of this red tape.

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Oh, I do like hell, she thinks and say, with a crooked grin, "Maybe a little."

"Ah. I am only your, what is it? Eyecandy. I understand. I will try and save my shirtless moments for you."

He moves closer again, blocking her from view of the guards.

"Do you need anything? Anything I can do? Besides." He glares at the wall again. He could take that wall.

"You're always so thoughtful, Petey Pureheart."

She's smiling, even if it's crooked, as she answers, "Said I'm okay."

Because no.

There really isn't anything he can do, as much as she might wish.

"I do not like you here. You're not supposed to be here." Barely holding back an angry, 'this is all stupid'.

"Well," and it's half a laugh, "I'm not really thrilled with it, Piotr.

"And I guess I kinda am."

"Are you sure? That you are all right here. I would." He nods at their surrounds and makes a fist. "If you wanted it."

The guard stiffens.

Kitty says, sharply and quickly, "No," before more gently, "No.

"I'm okay."

And it's still almost true.

At Piotr's last comment, the guard has very pointedly stepped closer. Time to go.

"I needed to be sure."

He takes up her hand and kisses the inside of her wrist, ignoring the throat clearing again. "I will be back. As soon as I can. I am not leaving you alone here, Katya."

It's not a yank.

But it's very firmly removing her hand, because she's the one who'll pay for any annoyance the guards decide they're suffering from this visit.

"I'm fine."

If she says it enough, she might even believe it.

"--I'll miss you."

"I love you."

It is at that that he finally lets the guard encourage him back out into the hallway.

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