Lyov and Alexander were there in the room waiting as well, as well, but while Alexander greeted her with a wave, Lyov just took one look at her, raised an eyebrow, and shook his head.
He really understood her very well. He must have been able to read her expression and uncertainty just from that glance.
Or he was increasingly disapproving of her using up the day on these...
Investigative adventures.
If that was the case, then she had even more of a motivation to get through it quickly.
She wasn't about to regret her time spent looking for this information by giving up on it now, so close to victory.
Or...
Victory felt a little bit crass, under the circumstance.
She'd come up with a better word when she could think straight.
"Are you okay?" Lyov asked quietly, brushing his fingertips against her cheek. It was a gentle, warm gesture that made her automatically lean toward the touch, as if determined to keep it from...
Summer really is the months of endlessly falling asleep trying to write. Pain.