Who Needs a Dream? Who Needs Ambition?

Anatoly glanced at the two of them for a moment then laughed bitterly. He had not wanted to tell Florence of their arrest but it hardly seemed to matter at this point. She had seen them at their very worst, tearing into each other as they could do so well, there seemed to reason to hide this any longer. "They tried that, Florence. We got into an argument and were both of us arrested by the IPD. As you see, this changed nothing."