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Nicasia could feel Petya's eyes boring into her from her side. She fidgeted uncomfortably in her seat and looked up at the Minister with a small, uneasy smirk as she nodded her head when he spoke. The girl was smart enough to know how much Lichtendahl had insulted Petya by calling her his protection. She knew that she would probably be more levelheaded in a fight, but if it ever came down to brute strength and physical skill, Petya would be far better than she was.
For instance, if they could easily escape a problem with diplomacy and negotiation, Nicasia knew she would probably be able to handle it. That's how she got most people to come back with her when she was told to find them. She would find a way to make things right with Petya, if it meant letting him have more privilege than Minister Klein had alluded.
When the charm floated away from the box, Nicasia leaned forward slightly, involuntary, and peered at the box to see what it might be. Her eyes followed Lichtendahl as he walked the box over to Petya. At least he gave the responsibility to Petya. If he hadn't, it would have been a huge slap in the face.
she thought to herself quietly. When Lichtendahl asked if they had any more questions, Nicasia shook her head. "No, sir. I've got enough information." she said softly, still speaking sheepishly as if the act of her talking would enrage Petya.