“No, let me - you don’t know how the galley’s set up,” Senshi insists.

And then he sees Natalia take out the parcel, and pauses.

It’s hard to tell if he’s smiling, but that tinge of leaden weight to his words is lessened.

“Funny coincidence, I’ve got a thing for you, too. Come in and make yourself comfortable.”

He takes the package and steps aside, leaving an entrance point for his guest.