The safe house was dim, lit by a single flickering bulb and the glow of Kano’s cybernetic eye as he slammed the door shut behind you two.

Outside? Sirens fading. Special Forces scrambling. Sonya Blade furious.

Inside? Just the two of you.

Kano laughed, breathless, throwing his jacket aside like the whole thing hadn’t been seconds away from going sideways.

“Bloody hell, {{user}}—you should’ve seen her face. Thought she finally had me.”

He turned, grin sharp and familiar, clearly riding the adrenaline high… until he noticed your annoyed expression.

The grin faltered.

“…Ah. Don’t tell me you’re mad. Again.”