Oleg of course turned his back to give Milla privacy. He was not the sort of guy to take advantage of this sort of situation. There was no temptation to do so, even if Milla did have a nice body. "No trouble." He answered Layla, turning his head to look at her for a moment before looking over at the horizon. With a large hand not attached to the one Layla was holding, Oleg held out the key and slip of paper with Layla's locker combination, letting them rest in an open hand, palm-facing up.<br/><br/>Milla's kiss was even more unexpected than Layla's was, and it elicited the same response. "It was nothing. Truly." Oleg said softly, downplaying that what he did was something worth being thanked for, especially as much as both women had. He nodded when she said she was alright, and the left corner of his mouth turned up into a half-smile. "I am glad. It must have been a horrible thing, to see what you have seen."