Summary:

“Um, I am sorry. What are you doing?”

Anne’s eyes widen. “Oh I’m sorry, is it bothering you? Let me just–I can–” She moves to start wrapping the yarn up.

“No!” Ilya states a little too loudly in the hush of the cabin. He feels his face warm as he coughs again slightly, “No. I don’t mind. I was just wondering what–what is it? What are you doing?”

Anne’s face relaxes, smiling warmly at him as she turns towards him in her seat. “I’m knitting. A sweater for my niece to be specific.”

 

OR

Ilya Rozanov-Captain of the Boston Raiders, the Beast from the East-learns to knit.