Not in the slightest, these creatures of the twilight world. If she hadn't spent so much time here, she might have ignored him, might have been content to simply trade barbs, but some of those sheep are her sheep (or so she has deemed them). One, of course, is Olya's, but Olya isn't here. For the first time in months the Tiger of Moscow roars defiance and charges into battle with an almost joyful will.