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Careful not to drop the cup, Drulović sipped slowly at the cold tea, the flavor ordinary and mediocre. She supposed Andrijana lacked enough funds to pay for better, even for the staff. "Mr. Kano is right on this - Ms. Khayyam wouldn't bother herself with pursuing your arrest," Drulović said with a dismissive tone, sighing as she spoke. "She can ill afford to withdraw the indictment or the warrant, for Terra would crucify her if she did so. But she won't sent armies for you, not while you remain away from Terra. You see already that she never has before either." The edges of the old woman's lips turned slightly upward in an ironic smile as she set the cup down again, now empty and listing to the side. "It seems I paid that price in your stead for what small part I paid. It was all she could do, now, besides, to prove her mettle in the matter. Of course, I've always despised these petty political games." Drulović nodded to Andrijana. "Thank you for the tea, Dr. Krstevska."