Was Mischa actually glaring daggers at her? Bronislava simply looked at him impassively before focusing her attention back to her friend, Karina. His look only proved that she was indeed interrupting something and simply served to further her amusement here. The only thing she was truly worried about was that now neither of them would be as focused on their task as they needed to be. One reason why she never indulged herself in such trivial things as relationships. They were only acceptable if they did not get in the way and there would always be time for that kind of thing once she accomplished the things she wanted.

Taking a sip of her gillywater, she simply shrugged at Karina's words. "A bit too sweet. Zhis is more my taste." She blinked at the other girl's explanation. Internal heating system, right. But it came as almost funny. She wasn't sure if she was deadpanning or.. well, what exactly, but the girl allowed a faint smile to appear on her lips. "Yes, must be faulty." Or something like that. But if there were something going on, she really hoped Karina would at least speak to Ström before he caught wind of whatever. She owed him that at least and she wasn't sure that Mischa would man up. They definitely needed some girl talk.

Bronislava grew a bit lost in thought as she traced her finger around the rim of her glass and listened to Karina talk. After a moment, she looked up, her face lacking expression. "Vhat did I zhink of it? Ve lost. Zhat is all zhat needs to be said. It vas sorely disappointing." It wouldn't matter if they lost by one point or a hundred points; whether they came in second or third or whatever. They were not first and that needed to change. "I zhink all six of us should discuss our strategies to be honest." And what did Karina think? She would be interested to know if she had other thoughts.