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Verusha never did mention the father of her children, though the boy had seen the way the woman had looked at him, with loving affection, that he had never bothered to question why Rurik was rarely a topic to spill from her lips. Besides, this topic was much more disturbing and more pressing. Anatoliy kept shaking his head lightly at the comments about the war. Even though knew nothing about it, he still could tell that was affecting more than a few involved beasts. But at least Silas was avoiding fighting all that much. That was a bit of a load off of his mind, which was greatly appreciated, since he was suddenly concerned for all that he had left behind. The Russo could breath easy about his family here, since he was going to stick to his father and sister like a leech.
Snickering at her sister's glance at her brothers, the tall Russo felt himself puff up a bit with pride. "Отец слишком рестриктивн? Он не будет препятствовать вам сыграть с мальчиками?" He laughed at his sister, wondering what she was waiting for. There had to be some pretty boys for her to run after, that would appeal to her. "Или они слишком коротки для вашего вкуса?" That height ran in the family, so that was probably what she was looking for. Or maybe she did not care for the boys here. Hah. Anatoliy longed to lean over and pick up a piece of meat, just to annoy his sister. But the meat look good, so the brunette let it cook under Liliya's supervision.
"Отговорки, брат, отговорки," he retorted, waggling a finger in Silas' direction. But the accusation against him garnished a pained look in his face. Anatoliy clutched at his chest with a hand, eyes shooting skyward. "Я вышел самая дорогая женщина в мире в Россия, pining для моей привязанности." Anatoliy did not have a flare for the dramatics but he could play as sarcastically as his siblings if the occasion demanded. "Ее имя мама." Speaking of things demanding his attention, Anatoliy felt his body shudder slightly, stomach rumbling. Placing a hand lightly over it, he turned to Liliya. "Скоро, самая дорогая сестра?" he asked, hoping to get first choice by buttering up the girl.
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