i recently got dragged back into the black hole that is my tmfu feelings and: illya and solo teaching gaby how to search a room.
solo is fast, thorough, efficient, lifting papers and placing them back just so, tapping drawers for secret compartments, running his fingertips over corners and edges. when he’s finished, less than ten minutes later, the room looks as though no one’s even stepped into it. he’s an expert in this; an artist.
illya - well. illya starts his search by overturning the desk entirely. he then progresses to putting his boot through the painting hung on the office wall.
solo winces. “was that really necessary?”
“shh,” illya says. “we saw cia method. this is kgb way.”