( A low, unamused chuckle, and he shakes his head, the starting look of confusion and the canted angle of his head paired with it resolved in one gentle swoop. )

No one ever was. Think he's realised that yet, or are you the last enlightened brother?

( The sister was always certain of the necessity of her death, so no, she has no idea that no one's special when it comes to the dying. Ah. Youth. )

My word on speaking with both women. I'll whisper their way once Yelena's returned to us. And if there's anything else you wish to be plain about, I'm all ears—too thick, you know. For the subtleties.

( Said so blandly, with such a perfectly sincere expression, that he is clearly to be trusted. )