She watches him critically as she studies him for any signs that he's lying. It's not like she can read his heartbeat or detect falsehoods any better than someone else could, but Niska has to be on her guard given the path she's been on. Trusting people is not her strong suit, even though she finds it happening time and time again.

George, Laura, Astrid. She shouldn't allow herself these connections, yet she does. "You saved me," she says flatly, perhaps approaching gratitude slowly. "I'm Niska Elster." There's no point hiding who she is, not when he already knows her deepest secret. Picking at the collar of her outfit, she gives Mark a dubious look. "Did you dress me in this?"