dont_touch_me:

"Yes, sir," Sean 'Weatherly' replied before being left at the doorstep of Nicolai Sablinova.  Apparently, it was now his job to make things right with the guy for failing to spy on him effectively.  At least, that was what he was told.  There was, of course, an undertone of 'we expect to hear things about the team from you'.  Sean just wondered how it was possible that Nicolai and his hired help even agreed to this.

Whatever, though.  Nothing to dwell on.  It wasn't his job to think about why he was sent to do things.  He just had to do them.  With that in mind, he knocked on the door.

got_the_touch:

Mason was wearing two parkas as he and Marrina waited at the set coordinates on the Nova Scotia shoreline. An official envoy from Atlantis was supposed to pick them up here. He was holding her hand, and what of his face could be seen between his scarf and his hat looked worried. He nodded to her.

"Just in case I get killed..." He squeezed her hand. "I love you. And you were worth it."