Yuri reunited with Chloe, who was still standing under the same traffic light. Her cheeks reddened by the cold air and her nose slightly running, she smiled when he noticed her.
"Chloe? You're still here? You could've returned to the headquarters, you know!"
"I didn't want to. Who would've saved your dumb ass if you had ended up jumped by western spies on your way?"
"I can fight my own battles, you know, Chloe. But... thanks."
"Anyways. Did you spend a pleasant afternoon with your dear brother-in-law?" she mockingly smiled.
"Y... I mean no! Absolutely not! Never in a thousand years!"
Yuri blushed hard and hoped Chloe would put it down to the cold air.
"Really? Is that so?"
Chloe was second only to Yor when it came to seeing right through Yuri's thick skull.
"Well, I have to admit... this man seems to care for her. I don't know, I just feel like... I may have let my feelings get the better of me when I first met him?"
"You don't say!" Chloe said ironically.
The sarcasm went over his head.
"Do you want to grab take-away food..."
"I very much would like to!" Chloe interrupted him.
"... and finish our reports at the office tonight?"
Her smile turned into a disappointed grimace: Yuri's idea of a date was peculiar, at best. She hid her frown behind her scarf.
"I'm cold."
She slid her hand in Yuri's black coat pocket and intertwined her fingers with his. He gave a light squeeze back. She smiled and huddled against him under the darkening January sky, as they were approaching one of their favourite take-away restaurants.