Were people's memories so short here? She still was not sure she understand everything he said, or at least, she did not seem to have all the details. LeVane's forces and puppet ruler came in, there were deaths and Maleki left as a means of restoring his friends to power? At this point, she knew better than to plead on his behalf to anyone, especially people who were strangers to her and seemed to know him rather well. The thought of it all made her feel tired, for once, she wanted to sleep in a soft bed or have a quiet day. That was not likely to come any time soon though, there was so much more to do to earn peace.<br/><br/>She nearly dropped the necklace as he handed it to her, fumbling for it because she had not expected the gesture. When she steadied, Aleksandra held the bit of jewelry up and looked at Maleki confused.<br/><br/>"Am I holding this for you?" Perhaps he was going to make a show of giving one of the Ruined Oligarchs the trinket. That was the first thought that popped into her mind. She was glad they were likely to get in sooner rather than later, but she got the sense it was not going to be a smooth transition into the city. "I won't try to bargain on your behalf or declare you some kind of hero, if that's what you're worried about. I may be out of practice, but I have rather extensive training in diplomacy." Something about that and her natural demeanor had endeared her to men like Barnstorm. There were other rulers on Storka's list, but she had insisted they find Lord Todori first. Aleksandra could not help but wonder if this was why, that he would lead to other possible allies.<br/><br/>"And if they act as they hunt you, what should Tommen and I do? Act as your companions, or separate ourselves?" She was still holding the necklace, it twisted and caught the bits of lamplight around them, shimmering red as it did so.