She could make it easier on herself, Jack thought. (If he knew anything, it was how to blend. He believed Emma would have no problems anywhere if she put effort into it. But then, wanting to -- which she didn't -- was as essential a piece of it as anything about customs and manners, if not more.)

"First -- anytime you want to stay with me, you're welcome," he said instead, and started assembling a sandwich.

"But I understand what you mean about not wanting to give up something you've invested time in. Hell, if I wasn't sure I'd end up getting killed if I stayed I wouldn't be leaving Moscow now."