"Look!" Lydia cried excitedly. "White horses with black stripes!"
Illya laughed. "They are not horses, malenkaya docha. They are zebras."
"Zebras?"
"Yes. They live in the jungles of Africa."
"They're so pretty!" said Lydia.
"Yes, they are," Illya agreed. He smiled at Trina, and she smiled back. He was enjoying this trip to the zoo with his family, just as he enjoyed all opportunities to let his guard down and be just an average man, however brief and infrequent they were.
