"We're goin' ta Russia," Sean says curtly, unable to shake the feeling that giving up anything other than silence is just going to come across as a show of weakness and unprofessionalism. What they need is half a minute to themselves, but it won't be easy to find. Ignoring the looks of warning he gets from the members of Team X, though, he relents a moment later, partly because he can't even begin to imagine what this must be like for her, and partly because he gets looks of warning about it in the first place. "I'll explain on the way."

Leaning in close as they get to the truck, a small, run-down old thing, he drops his voice to a whisper, knowing full well that it won't stop anyone from hearing if they really want to.

"We'll get through this."