extremely short but idc

"He's my cousin." Smirnov muttered, as if there was someone else around that could hear it. Emilia snapped her gaze away from the blue-haired spy she watched through the one-way mirror and towards the other agent.

"What?"

"Igor Novikov is my cousin." Smirnov repeated, slightly more confident this time. "On my dad's side." He quickly added, as if that changed anything.

Emilia was going to strangle him. Fuck, can't you just catch spies without everyone having some personal connection to them? It's a miracle the FBI got anything solved.

"Oh, well if it's on your dad's side- It doesn't make a difference! You're still related to a dangerous spy!"

"Dangerous? He's younger than me. He's practically a baby."

"You saw the security footage, he's 6 feet tall and 200 pounds of pure muscle."

"I'm 6'2. He's a baby."