"Ah, if you wanted to get back into the scheme of things later, I'll show you what's on the radio." Vitali figured that listening to some of the songs that had become popular in the USSR after she had left might make her feel a bit more at home. Even if Vitali were a national hero, that didn't mean that he couldn't like the crooners that were big everywhere in the Soviet Union.<br/><br/>When she tried to feign that serious expression, though, he couldn't avoid just breaking out laughing. He knew that she was screwing around, and that was helping him to get disarmed about all of this all over again. He didn't want to think anything was up with her, and this conversation was helping to dispel all of those bad thoughts completely anyway.<br/><br/>"Sure, the newspaper will mention some of the movies and such that you missed." Of course, he knew very well that the mention of popular music and motion pictures would probably do little for her. Unlike the United Kingdom, the press and media was strictly controlled by the state in the USSR, and that tended to make everything rather bland in the end.<br/><br/>Still, he hoped some of it might make her feel like she was a little more at home. He would have been sure to find her a job as well, considering that there were always people needed in this area, even if it were so remote.<br/><br/>"Yes, let's get going then." Vitali had already settled the bill and figured that she could have followed along with him.<br/><br/>"Well, if it's any consolation, you haven't gotten too British yet."<br/><br/>Well, he thought that at least her accent hadn't. She still spoke fairly neutrally. If anyone had an accent, then it was Vitali considering that he had a strong Evenk one that was generally associated with people from the place that he was.<br/><br/>Best of all, though, she had never once critiqued him for it.<br/><br/>He was genuinely quite grateful of that. Then again, now that he was a national hero he hoped no one would have had problems with that aspect of him.