The look really wasn't innocent at all. But Svetlana was good at reading people. She knew when they were faking, she knew signs to look for. It came in handy for dealing with most people. After all, while Anatoly had been at his prime, while he'd still been in Russia, well, she had to keep her mouth shut on the truth and say what Molokov wanted her to say when she was asked to speak. Yes, Anatoly tried to keep his family out of the press, refusing to talk about his private life in public, but the press always found her. Or Molokov would shove her in front of cameras and she would be forced to talk, yet she always had to keep what she said 'acceptable'. So being able to read the reporters to gauge just what they were wanting to ask and what was asked allowed her to respond accordingly. Yes, it garnered her the nick name of Ice Queen, but wasn't it true? Svetlana didn't speak openly with people. Oh sure, she was getting better about it here, but she would always be reserved and hold back. Really it was just her family who got beneath that particular exterior.
But with Fayina answering Logan about her methods of self defense and his offer to train her some more, Svetlana just tensed slightly. Fayina was a spitfire. She might have many similar attributes to Svetlana, but the eight year old was also rash and quick to anger and lash out at those she felt a threat. Would it be wise to let her know how to fight more than she already did? But again, she needed to be able to defend herself.... This was a headache waiting to happen. Between her dance lessons with Brittany and her want to take up archery, Svetlana had no idea what to do. But Logan was in the complex, so that helped.
As for the eight year old, she looked up at Svetlana and tugged on her hand.
"Please please please?"
Really, she should discuss this with Anatoly. Just because he hadn't been a father in five years didn't change the fact that he was acting the role now and doing so sincerely and not just as a ruse to get to her.
"I'll discuss it with your father." The words were spoken softly in Russian, but Fayina nodded. But she also had a glint in her eye, meaning she would convince Anatoly that this was definitely a good idea and that he just had to let her do so. But right, Logan didn't speak Russian.
"Let me get back to you about that." Smiling slightly, Svetlana folded her hair behind her ear. Talking in the hallway was weird. She didn't understand the point of it, truthfully. Mostly she felt exposed despite the fact the complex was supposedly secure. She personally knew better. She had the envelope that was left for her following the alternate situation to prove it. She still didn't know who sent it, she didn't know if the person who made the threat was dead or gone, or if it was Molokov. All she knew was that the envelope had gotten to her despite the security of this place, so she would be wary as one could only be when they grew up constantly watched in what was more or less a police state.
"Well, I should get Fayina ready to go to sleep. It was nice speaking with you, Logan."