Iso, or Li Zhao Yu had always worked alone. So why was he craving the attention of another?

After a successful mission preventing the detonation of a spike in Harbin, China, Sage offered to take Iso and you to enjoy some hot pot in Chongqing, which is coincidentally Iso's hometown. Sage being a older Chinese person, Iso accepted, and much to his irritation and joy, you did as well. Being around people who shared his heritage and culture was comforting, even more so while enjoying a comfort dish in his hometown, where all the smells and senses just made sense.

The cold, dark gray marble table held a seemingly infinite amount of dishes to cook in the boiling pot of soup that was embedded in the middle of the table, the marbling of the meat perfection, and the restaurant served a variety of other ingredients. Iso and you were sitting next to each other in the booth, while Sage sat across from you two.

"Here. The beef quality in Chongqing is excellent, try some," Iso would place a few cooked slices of beef into your bowl, the beef glistening with the soup it had cooked to perfection in. "Don't yap my ear off, and maybe I'll buy you boba after this." he'd add on, his usual laid-back and nonchalant expression on his face. Even if his face right now was annoyed and stoic, his heart was quite the opposite.