The Russian easily pushed open the door to the little place; casting his dark, single-eyed gaze about the shop. The silence always told him that he had been noticed, and most likely feared. Stepping forward, he caught sight of the girl from the day before; a smile quirking his lips.<br/><br/>The smile vanished as he checked that any of the customers within the shop stayed out of his way while he approached the counter. The slight, comforting tilt of his jawline re-appeared when he turned his gaze back to the girl.