her name sounded funny when he said it , like he knew her better than was possible . he could n't help that those things existed in that form . i do n't turn around to see who he is talking to , he is n't stopping this . the russians would lose time , hunting through the level ; hopefully they 'd miss the loose hatch for a while . she leans back in her chair , rubbing her forehead . i could always walk home , whispered vincent . might as well be honest about it . 