<div style="text-align: justify;">It was somewhat strange that Vitali and Mariya were in opposite sides, and deep down inside they wanted the very same thing. In their own ways, both wanted to avoid the threat of a new war. Of course, neither of them knew it. And Vitali, naturally, didn't even know that they were indeed standing in different sides. It was something he could not know, never, Mariya reminded herself. If he as much as caught wind of her plans, everything would be ruined in several levels.<br/><br/>Focusing on the moment, Mariya decided she would enjoy the meal. And then, probably, rest a little, she thought, feeling the tiredness of the trip catch up to her. Smiling in seeing Vitali's blushing, she allowed him to speak, really enjoyed listening to him. "Well, I don't know", she replied about his question about if staying away from vodka made him perfect. "You might still have some detestable habits I don't know of, right?", Mariya completed, laughing softly.<br/><br/>The thought of something happening to Vitali or him getting sick from the radiation still lingered in Mariya's mind. She kept silent for a moment, her mind working the idea for a few seconds. When she spoke, her voice was softer, with a kinder intonation. "I would take care of you if something happened", Mariya stated, honestly. "That's what friends are for, after all. And I'm sure you would do the same for me". She didn't add a <span style="font-style: italic">"wouldn't you?"</span> in the end, because she didn't feel the need to. Friends, specially for people who didn't really have a family - which was her case -, meant a lot, after all.<br/><br/>Clearing her throat, she continued before he could reply. "Could you order for us? I will trust your choices".</div>