"You get used to it," confesses Ivan, who shrugs. "Up until Gregor and Laisa started popping out kids I had a detail assigned to me all the time. Not that it helped, on Earth." Now he just gets reviews twice a year to make sure he can kick the ass of anyone trying to kill him.

Reaching out to grab Duv by the waist, Ivan pulls him back in to tilt his face up towards him. "Hey." Very smooth, Ivan.