Nodding at their conversation, Mikhail twist to look down at Ilyana, who had run back to the bench to sit and play on the computer. He shook his head slightly once again, then returned to face front.
"Can I be askingk; vhat is currency? I am not havingk of much dollars, but havingk of rubbles on cred-eet card." He sighed, fearing the worst of this situation. Really, how do you just end up somewhere and not be able to leave? Though, he supposed after the children he had met at the institute, it was possible.