Prokopenko freezes at the sharp tone from Jiang's mom. He almost doesn't move at all when Jiang nudges him but manages to remember how his feet work.

"You have to go see her now?" he breathes and catches Jiang briefly by a belt loop, just to hold onto him for a second as they get into his room. He's waiting here, there's no fucking way he's going before someone's mom with a raging hard on. He is better than Skov.