"I would never let you face a firing squad," she says without thinking, meaning every word of it. Anya's anger might be a simmering coal, but she couldn't lose him not when she only just got him back. That wouldn't be right and she would fight like hell to stop it.

In response to his question, she nods. "I am. I have a job. Two actually. An apartment, a dog as you see. This isn't so bad. It isn't Russia, but it isn't bad."