"Yeah, but I'm offering, since you can't walk through walls." She grinned at him since he was clearly trying to decide if she was drunk or not from how he looked at her.

"It's like 2, sorry. I couldn't sleep." Why she'd chosen to plague him instead of the Russians, well... She shrugged, thinking about it again. She didn't actually have a particularly good answer. Maybe it was just that being with him was easy in a different way than Yana, one more likely to lend itself to conversations that wouldn't keep her awake unless she wanted them to.