Zhanna:"Zdrastvooyte. You look like someone who's afraid of nothing. And Zhanna knows the people like you. Zhanna was like you in her youth. Zhanna was protecting people. Well... but Zhanna was doing it for money. And you're a real hero, from what Zhanna has heard. Huh?" Crane:"Hmm..." Zhanna:"Prasteete for my insolence, but to Zhanna you look as someone who wouldn't refuse to help a child." Crane:"What do you have in mind?" Zhanna:"This boy under Tariq's care... Poor thing looks helpless. Well, they both seem helpless. The boy survived something terrible, and Tariq thinks his brother is still in danger. If you could give him a helping hand..." Crane:"Yeah, I get it. But I don't know if I'm right for this." Zhanna:"You are. Zhanna knows, believe me. Da sveedaneeya!"