Mitchell wants two seconds: one for himself, and one to make sure how Hasi's doing. He's not surprised to find her in the alleyway because she always seems to sneak these quiet little moments to herself even when things are, generally, okay (it had been the courtyard last time). That's when he approaches her, when he can be sure he gets her all to himself.

He sidles up --no rota in his hands, but no item of his own either-- and kisses her cheek before leaning his back to the wall next to her.

"It would be good to have something like this without some sort of crisis going on beforehand," he reflects as he settles. "Everyone probably needs the cheering up but it'd be nice to do it when we all don't feel like shit."

There's an empty little chuckle at the tail end of that that's not completely at ease with the whole situation. He's well aware just how he contributed to how everyone feels, and he's not likely to forget it any time soon.