"Because that is how we grew up." Piotr shrugged. "Or that is how I grew up with you. Mikhail is younger than us, you are the eldest."
He was getting the idea that it was not how she had grown up. At all. Piotr was thinking to the things he had been told. The idea that they had come from different timelines and different time periods. That the aliens were capable of taking them from wherever.
He shook his head. "I did not go to work in the city." His voice was almost sad with it. "The KGB took me from our home and raised me. They told me that you were dead and so was Mikhail. They trained me to be the perfect soldier. To be the perfect weapon."
Piotr dropped his hand. The situation almost saddened him.