No wonder it's her, he thinks, and for a second there's something totally unguarded in the look he gives her.

She can defend herself against him, can hold her own, and that's beyond reassuring.

"Careful or I'll hold you to that," he smiles as he takes his curry from her and starts prying the container open. He rather likes the thought of strategically placed public displays of affection to send rude messages to his brother's surveillance team.