"It's fine." Aleksandra said, shaking her head and holding out her wrists. She was not in love with this whole idea, but it seemed as if there was no getting around it. She did not like being kept in the dark, though she was trying to trust that Maleki did this with purpose...Or out of embarrassment? Though, she supposed Storka also did it with purpose, as if she were guiding Aleksandra like a blind child. She had very little control over her own life anymore, when she thought about it. It was frustrating.<br/><br/>"It might be best to tell Tommen that kind of thing in the future. What if he resisted or got himself hurt?" She tried to keep her voice neutral, but it was difficult. She knew that Maleki had a history here and that it was complicated, but she would rather not risk injury to their young companion.<br/><br/>"Your problems are our problems now, I think." It was more than just them all being here together. The knife of what she said seemed to cut both ways, his problems were now hers and hers seemed to be his, no matter how hard she attempted not to burden him. Still, it was obvious he was about to pay penance for something and as the moments wore on, she realized that she might have to break her word about keeping quiet. He had told the story of his leaving as if he had committed some great sin, but it made little sense to her. "I'll do my best to play along with all of this, but we should still try to keep each other safe." She stated, lifting her chin. It seemed this city might be as dangerous for them as the travel to get there had been.