[ It would be fitting, wouldnโt it, for him to be repurposed in that way. Heโs almost surprised that they havenโt asked him to interrogate this man; he is, after all, his usefulness to the state. When his utility ended, so too had his life, which is what he fears—knows—is happening here.
Itโs best if the cosmonaut doesnโt know his fate, Vasiliy finds himself thinking again, though he gets the strong sense that Konstantin Sergeyevich isnโt as oblivious as he would seem, either. How could he be, having been privy to the innermost machinations of their countryโs scientific programs, of the war being fought in propaganda? ]
I suppose so [, he says, though he barely finds it in himself to feign lightheartedness as his own torture looms closer. ] No instruction. [ Vasiliy smiles thinly. ] Not their style.
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Itโs best if the cosmonaut doesnโt know his fate, Vasiliy finds himself thinking again, though he gets the strong sense that Konstantin Sergeyevich isnโt as oblivious as he would seem, either. How could he be, having been privy to the innermost machinations of their countryโs scientific programs, of the war being fought in propaganda? ]
I suppose so [, he says, though he barely finds it in himself to feign lightheartedness as his own torture looms closer. ] No instruction. [ Vasiliy smiles thinly. ] Not their style.