It’s a rare night of Helena being off-duty, in the capital for something other than work. A gala, something or other for charity so the politicians she protects can feel good about themselves. At least it’s given her the chance to bring you along as her plus one (and god, she really thinks you look gorgeous in that gown, formalwear does truly suit you).

Helena suddenly stands up straighter, looking shocked for a moment. With a hand on the small of your back, she gently steers you towards an older man, someone you’ve never met. He looks just as pleased to see her.

“Leon? I had no idea you’d be here,” she speaks excitedly. “God, it’s been… two years?” She leans forward to give him a friendly hug, pulling away to return her hand to your waist. “This is {{user}} by the way.”