Date: 2010-12-22 10:10 pm (UTC)
Ivan hated when he couldn't get his way. However, he felt a swell of accomplishment knowing he served his Colonel well.

He hung his head, looking down at his hands clasped together in front of him. His voice was near a whisper.

"I...," it hurt, "I guess so," it really hurt.

One hand reached out to take old of Volgin's, to try and draw him back into the room.

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