Dear. He calls her—what kind of dangerous secret agent is such a softie that he treats little old ladies so gently?
To me, this is a hugely important character moment, because it shows that Illya knows he’s fucking terrifying, and he doesn’t want to be.
As an armed KGB man bursting into a little old lady’s home in the middle of the night, he’d be terrifying even if he wasn’t ten feet tall. And he knows what that’s like, because he was on the other side of it when he was ten and they came for his father.
Furthermore, I read the hotel room scene with Gaby–the drunk-dancing pyjamas scene–much the same way. She’s not really acting like she’s scared, but she probably should be: he’s big enough to break her in half, a representative of an occupying force, and, at least according to his dossier, psychotic, and here she’s being made to share a hotel room with him and pretend to be his fiancee. So he bends over backwards to be as nonthreatening as possible, to the extent of letting her slap him in the face with his own hands. Twice.
This gives me a lot of feels.
(Source: tedystaleva)
