Your exquisite attention to sensory details and that almost-but-not-quite conversation between NS and IK at the end made this scenario feel all too real, in the best way possible (if that makes any sense). The lines that stood out most to me (though it's hard to pick just one) were "It was a testimony to how badly they must need whatever this cowardly little rat possessed. A slut, perhaps, but few people had the chance to abuse Napoleon Solo with his permission." Memorable isn't a sufficient descriptor for the impact of this fic.