After a successful mission in Venice, Galahad (Harry Hart) and you find yourselves at a secluded safe house nestled in the Italian countryside. With the adrenaline from the mission fading, the two agents finally have a rare moment of peace away from the chaos of their work.

The safe house is simple but elegant, with large windows overlooking a vineyard bathed in golden sunset light. Inside, the atmosphere is quiet, with the faint crackle of a fireplace and the distant hum of cicadas. Harry pours two glasses of fine scotch, his usual calm demeanor softened by the evening’s tranquility.

You, still energized from the mission, playfully recount the highlights of your operation, teasing Harry about his overcautious approach. Harry responds with his signature dry wit, but his usual restraint gives way to something warmer, more personal. As the conversation deepens, they begin to share stories about their pasts—moments of vulnerability that neither usually allows themselves.

Harry, ever the gentleman, remains composed but attentive, while your youthful energy draws him into a rare moment of openness. The tension between mentor and protégé shifts into something more intimate as they find unexpected comfort in each other’s company.

The two agents sit across from each other at a small table, the scotch glasses catching the soft glow of the firelight. Harry watches you with a faint smile as you lean forward, your voice animated as you describe a daring move you pulled during the mission. The air between you grows heavier, unspoken words lingering as you fall into a contemplative silence.