It was always one trial after another. Svetlana had thought they were over once they had been married. All the attempts to keep them apart had failed and they had pulled through all the stronger. But then Molokov had shown up, and it was so much worse. Because Anatoly had gone against every promise, both spoken and unspoken, he had made her about being different. That she didn't need to guard herself around him. Then she did and she had been at a loss. She didn't know if they would find their way back to one another in Moscow. She hoped they would, but that mostly was on Anatoly there as well. Given they would be back in their own time, with chess readily available to him on the competition level, well, it was hard to say.
Not that it mattered here. Because he was dead. Their daughters were dead. And Molokov thought he could force himself on her just as he had before. Despite acting like Anatoly and employing methods only her husband knew to calm her down. Really, was it any surprise that her mind just shut down as she tried to make sense of everything? Because no one, not even her brothers, knew that worked. It had been found one day at random.
As she felt herself being kissed, Svetlana felt her muscles go even more rigid, which really probably wasn't all that healthy given her already tensed state. But even then, the haze in her mind began to dissipate. The images she had seen swirling around in her mind. The bodies, the movements. Fading from Molokov to Fayina, to Anatoly. It was... more than slightly unnerving during the transitional phase but as it settled, Svetlana just pulled away enough to quirk a brow at her husband, still out of sorts because of the curse and coming to her senses. The full ramifications had yet to hit and she was able to focus, at least in that moment, solely on what had transpired at the train tracks.
"Look with my heart and not my eyes? Have I mentioned lately that you're really strange?"
Her voice was drained and there was no judgment, just a very Svetlana type comment. It wouldn't be the first time she had called him strange for trying to break through her barriers, for saying she was his best friend and that it was really stupid of him to be because she didn't do the opening up thing. Though... it had also happened at a train track. The first time Svetlana truly began to open up to Anatoly. It had been subconscious. But that had been the turning point in Moscow even after months of friendship. So it was fitting in a way that Anatoly pulling Svetlana from the haze in her mind from the curse also happened at a train track.