Cousin Mikhail was the last person Misha expected to see in S.H.I.E.L.D., though it wasn't a far stretch if his brain had managed enough sleep. Which it hadn't in over a week.
He disconnected the call he was trying to get through to Anya and straightened up from his slouch against a wall out of the way. And tried to think of any nice princesses that had been thrown at him in the last couple of months. Until Mikhail was married off and producing heirs, Misha was still available to be auctioned off to the highest title that would have him.
He smiled and raised a hand. "Cousin."
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