"I'm sorry to hear that. It's bad form to force people to work for you under threat. They tend to resent that." He knew that sometimes the enemy of an enemy was a friend, but that was a bit extreme. And he could see a woman like Nikita chafing, perhaps outright rebelling, threat of death or no. The fact that he was sitting her talking to her and she was telling him this, albeit obliquely, said a lot.