Wisdom snorted softly at Kira's excited expression, and he gave her a sad eyed smile. "It's nothing like the books or the movies, petal. I'll tell you that for free." He then shrugged off-handedly, something he did very well.
He smiled fondly at his hand in hers before shaking his head no. "Nah, luv. If anyone else did it, well... I'm afraid I'd be honor bound to kill them. I don't like it any more than you do, but it's got to be me, doesn't it?" He held on to that wry little smile.
"So, is that it? Are we done?" he asked mildly, as if the answer to those questions wasn't a cavernous, gaping maw of madness just waiting to descend on him. But he wouldn't put that on Kira. Never. He kept that smile on his face and cleared his eyes of any undue emotion. He had been a spy. This was like breathing to him. Easy. Effortless. Never let them see what's really on your mind. In this case, there was even a noble reason for it. Easy peasy. He even rubbed Kira's hand absently as she held his.