Naturally Vitali was keeping with the polite silence offerings as well. It was something that he had learned growing up. He had long been quite comfortable with keeping a bit of politeness in most things, and as a result he had usually seen the day through comfortably when it came to meeting up and working with other people.<br/><br/>Nevertheless, he was perhaps a little nicer with her since he still considered her to be some sort of family to him.<br/><br/>With a bit of a laugh, Vitali rolled his eyes and tried to rub her shoulder a bit in a friendly nudge. "I wasn't suggesting that you weren't a good girl at all, I was just saying that I always hear how overly liberated everything has gotten over there in London. Isn't it the city that swings like a pendulum? I figure that things must certainly be better in the countryside, no?"<br/><br/>Vitali certainly wasn't one to believe the Soviet propaganda, and he was no politician. Ironically, she didn't have to worry about him getting brainwashed. That wasn't the issue at all. He wasn't a member of the communist party even.<br/><br/>Rather, he had come to genuinely believe one thing that the USSR's various state controlled media outlets constantly stated. That drugs and objectification of women were going to cause the downfall of western society, as they had known it. Women were increasingly thought of as sex objects.<br/><br/>Western advertising alone would have proven that quickly. Drug use was on the rise, and many in the USSR were calling that the poison of the west. It was these sorts of things that he was concerned with, rather than any disagreement on how to divvy up resources through a free market or command economy.<br/><br/>"Please don't think that I was accusing you of anything. You make it sound like I said you killed someone, when I didn't."<br/><br/>Over time he was coming to think the same things that she was. She had perhaps moved so far away from him in nearly everything that they were very different at this point, and might no longer have had anything in common.<br/><br/>Honestly, he completely dreaded that possibility. It wasn't something that he could think about in any level of comfort.<br/><br/>Most importantly, it wasn't something that he wanted to feel comfortable about, since he didn't want them to have gotten that far apart.