[Yelena slows her pace only when Annabeth does, immediately picking up that they're trying to blend in now. Nothing's wrong, they weren't just fighting. No, of course not. She closes the switchblade in her hand, but doesn't put it back in its sheath, rather, she holds it in her hand, tucked against the inside of her arm so that it's there at the ready but not seen easily at a glance.
She looks over at Annabeth when she talks of going to Yelena's suite, and at this point she doesn't have it in her to be paranoid. They're safer together and while she doesn't know the other girl well, she has more reasons to trust her than not.]
It's fine, come on, this way.
[She doesn't say the sector aloud, but takes a turn and starts heading for Wood in an slightly round about way so that it might for the moment seem as if they're heading to the neighboring sector. Yelena wants more distance between them and the stage before heading home.]
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She looks over at Annabeth when she talks of going to Yelena's suite, and at this point she doesn't have it in her to be paranoid. They're safer together and while she doesn't know the other girl well, she has more reasons to trust her than not.]
It's fine, come on, this way.
[She doesn't say the sector aloud, but takes a turn and starts heading for Wood in an slightly round about way so that it might for the moment seem as if they're heading to the neighboring sector. Yelena wants more distance between them and the stage before heading home.]
You're good in a fight.