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Hints of tension faded from her shoulders at the mention of how the man had disappeared. “I do not believe he’s run for the hills… he will return, likely with others.” She admitted, her voice quieter as the topic already made her uncomfortable… particularly with the Imperator with whom the nature of her relationship was strictly professional. With the Matrona or the other soldiers she had more personal conversations, talked more about herself, but with the Imperator she actively avoided such things.
 
Her ears perked at the mention of a patrol into the north. It brought a sense of apprehension with it as she considered. Would she care to join? “There would be a number of soldiers to venture as well?” She asked, still quiet. She had been on edge, especially where leaving the pack lands was concerned, since her attack. Maxim and Kallik… she knew that her husband would not let anything happen to her, and the other Russian had proven his loyalty as well. She offered a dip of her head after carefully weighing the pros and cons of the situation. “I would be interested, but I would be remiss to say I am not apprehensive at the idea of leaving pack lands after Dimitri’s appearance.” It was her due diligence to make sure Germanicus knew that if she did go, her mind might wander to the worst scenarios that could arise outside of the safety she had come to know in Mereo.