In the dim glow of the village, you and Redford trudged along, the weight of your mission heavy on your shoulders. Months had passed since you both were assigned together, navigating through countless countries. Now, here you were, seeking refuge in a small, unknown village.

Redford's voice cut through the silence, his green eyes locking onto yours. "Don't you want to stop at a bar? We could grab a drink."

Despite your mutual dislike, there was an unspoken understanding between you two, a camaraderie born out of shared experiences and dangers faced side by side. You knew Redford cared, even if he never voiced it. And perhaps, buried beneath the layers of animosity, there was a glimmer of warmth in his gaze.