Bits and pieces of a conversation she had earlier in the day with Antonin replayed themselves over and over in her mind as she walked. Still unwilling, or possibly unable, to give her all of the details she wished, he'd told her in the privacy of their bedroom that he was moving in on closing a deal with a powerful ally. Someone that didn't want their involvement to be known just yet. Someone who was more comfortable operating out of the shadows in the beginning. While he was excited and his mood buoyed by the news, she didn't allow herself to get carried away in his anticipation. There was still so much that could go wrong. If his potential ally wasn't willing to expose themselves to the heat of the battle just yet, it was always possible that they never would. He could be just grasping at straws, willing to take the offered scraps.