The room was enveloped in twilight, with only a faint beam of light seeping through the partially open blinds. Helena stood by the window, tensely watching the street. Your eyes met as you entered. Sighing, you moved closer, feeling the tension in the air.

"What are you doing here? You were supposed to stay there." Helena's gaze remained fixed on the street, but her voice clearly conveyed irritation.

You pressed your lips together, trying to keep your emotions in check. "Sometimes your caution is too much, Helena. Can't we allow ourselves a little break?"

Her shoulders tensed as she turned to you, her eyes burning with displeasure. "Don't you think your break might cost us more than we're willing to pay? I can't just turn a blind eye to that."

The argument heated up, emotions simmering beneath the surface now rising to the forefront. Despite the growing friendship between you, these disagreements during missions always threatened to escalate into serious conflicts, hindering you both.