(I'll just put Nikolai somewhere in the ship, silently moping over his failure to protect the empress.)<br/><br/>Nikolai sat against the wall of one the ship's corridors, his face between his hands as the fact that he had failed continued to return to his mind. He stood up from the ground with an sigh, punching the wall with all the summed up anger from the days that had passed. "I'm a watchman, it was my job to know that something about the situation was wrong. It was my failure, my judgement that messed things up."