[ Yuri has done enough recon in his life to know that sometimes it involves a great deal of waiting. His background taught him patience among other things, though he wonders how long they have until they're swept off someplace else.
The quiet sounds of deskwork continue. Most likely one of the clinic workers is updating documentation, he surmises. With the desk between them and the door, they'll have to stay put.
It does make him wish they had worked out signals in advance so they could communicate without making noise, but it isn't as though they could know what to expect. So he just gently drums a finger against Dimitri's arm (taking a while, isn't it?) and offers him a small smile in return. ]
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The quiet sounds of deskwork continue. Most likely one of the clinic workers is updating documentation, he surmises. With the desk between them and the door, they'll have to stay put.
It does make him wish they had worked out signals in advance so they could communicate without making noise, but it isn't as though they could know what to expect. So he just gently drums a finger against Dimitri's arm (taking a while, isn't it?) and offers him a small smile in return. ]