"You're Anya?" Nina lifted her eyebrows. My, she had managed to step in it, hadn't she? Nina smiled and fixed her hair in place. "A pleasure to finally meet you. I haven't heard much, but I have heard a little. Gleb and I met not long ago over a sweet little dog, and we've run into each other a few times since."

She'd run into Wanda and Pietro too, and Kavinsky, and she wondered if they all sort of circled each other, knowing or unknowing, looking for something familiar. Something like home. She hadn't been back to Ravka in so long, but she missed it like a limb, and it was nice to hear familiar accents and languages.

"I miss Ravka desperately. Most of all, I miss the downright pleasant summers, compared to Darrow." She made a face. She did not like the humidity one bit.