"Mostly it was the soldiers who were the targets of his wrath," Pyotr agrees. "He was ranting and cursing up a storm, swearing vengeance on them all alphabetically and in order of seniority. Burakh even told him to his face that it was his hand that gave the order, but by then I think my brother was too drunk to remember." But not Pyotr, clearly. He'd had little taste for twyrine at the time.

"...I did leave a note," he says, more quietly. "Telling Andrey to leave Burakh alone. The fault was ultimately mine. I built the Polyhedron wrong, put her in the wrong spot...Burakh was just cleaning up after my mistakes."