Piotr is already tired of listening to Tucker talk, rage boiling in his chest. He doesn't like Tucker -- didn't like him even before he met him, Piotr knows enough, has seen enough to know he doesn't like this jackass spending time with Sonia. Piotr is going to break something, very shortly. Better that it not be Tucker's face.

"Then we're done here," he snarls at Tucker, his mind already turning quickly, abstracting away the details and fitting them into their situation, the plan, and God, he's going to have to tell Olivia. Someone's going to have to tell Olivia. "If that's all of you've got, then we're done. Get out."