What the hell was he going to do? He'd been going over it long enough, but his mind was hitting a brick wall over and over again.
He looked up, and gave a slight smile, and shook his head lightly, as if coming out of a dream.
He wanted to lean in nice and close to him, casual and friendly like a normal day, but was very much aware this would become an overly territorial move right under Irinarhov's gaze.
He might even growl and shield Andrei from view, hackles risen. Best not to tempt fate.
His blue eyes looked into Andrei's, full of warmth for him.
But he soon pulled himself together, preparing to leave the chopper.
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What the hell was he going to do? He'd been going over it long enough, but his mind was hitting a brick wall over and over again.
He looked up, and gave a slight smile, and shook his head lightly, as if coming out of a dream.
He wanted to lean in nice and close to him, casual and friendly like a normal day, but was very much aware this would become an overly territorial move right under Irinarhov's gaze.
He might even growl and shield Andrei from view, hackles risen. Best not to tempt fate.
His blue eyes looked into Andrei's, full of warmth for him.
But he soon pulled himself together, preparing to leave the chopper.
Duty overrode all things, he thought glumly.