Part, but not all. There were times when they didn’t need to speak at all to know exactly what the other was thinking or feeling and though that might still have been true, so much damage had been done in the last few weeks that Rose at least no longer trusted those instincts the way she once had. She might not suffer along with him, but she suffered in other ways.
“Uh…” Rose’s footsteps faltered, all but coming to a halt before she thought better of stopping. Not only did standing out in the open make them an easy target, standing still would make her an easier one for Dimitri, the brunette turning her head so she might hide her momentary look of oh shit.
“Just… what I’ve heard.” The lie making her stomach twist because she hated lying to Dimitri. Explaining Terasov though? It meant explaining Victor which would no doubt come with a lecture worthy only of her Russian mentor and Rose wasn’t sure she could withstand that without losing her temper, even if a part of her wished that he had the faintest idea what she had gone through to bring him back.
Still... She was an idiot if she thought he'd swallow that lie, but a girl could hope.