"Let's head up, then," Svetlana said shortly. She turned away and stalked up the stairs without another word.

"Shit," Mary murmured, then she looked up at Thomas again. "Well, I'm not pissed. But I'm glad you want to talk about it." She gave Peter a look that suggested he might want to, as well. "I love you, Thomas. I'm not going to crack it over a crazy prison kiss. Come on though, Sveta's right. Let's get out of here."