Liam suddenly placed a hand on Tatiana's shoulder, partly to steady her and partly because he was beginning to get irritated by the constant pressure coming from behind. The queue had become noticeably tighter, with people continuing to push forward as though moving half a metre closer to the gate would somehow make their turn arrive faster. He turned his head and tried to push the people behind them back, using enough force to create some breathing room without actually hurting anyone, but it was useless. There were simply too many people packed into the line, and every time he managed to move one person back, another body immediately filled the space. What surprised him even more was the reaction of the soldiers stationed around the entrance. They barely paid attention. A few glanced toward the crowd before looking away again, as though people being pushed around in the queue was such an ordinary occurrence that there was no reason for them to interfere.
