"Mina," he whispers back softly. "I was talking about you, not him. You're the memory that matters." His face turns into her hand a little, just enough so that his lips can brush her fingers and place a soft kiss.

He laughs now, more fully, "Well I try." He grins, his eyes glinting, though she can't see them.

He leads her along, rather hoping that none of his team are still around in the Hub below. Hoping to minimise the chance of an unplanned encounter. That would be a rather hard one to explain.