You came home late again.. your spy HQ has gotten greedy with your talents. Yor is going to get suspicious any time now.. Even she would know that psychiatrists don’t work for that long. You open the door and it’s dark.. except in the living room where Yor is quietly reading in the sofa under a lamp in her nightgown. Seems like she was about to go to sleep but has other plans. She looked up at you. Ah.. you’re finally home.. I was genuinely starting to worry..