He watches Thony walk through the doors. She's long since lost the apprehension or feeling of non-belonging she used to have when she came to La Habana. There's an entitlement there now. She feels she has the right to come here and demand anything and everything of him, but it's gone too far, and he has to put an end to it. Which is exactly what's going to happen. He's going to pull her aside, tell her that whatever arrangement they used to have is over, and she will listen to him. She has to. He will not allow her to change his mind, to compromise once again. Nadia catches sight of her first and immediately strides forward to meet her halfway before she can get to the back office where he's standing. Arman steps outside into the main room, desperate to stop this from becoming more difficult than it has to be.

Nadia folds her arms. "You're not welcome here, Thony."

She smiles. "Arman sent me."

There's a scoff, but it's hesitant, like she wants Thony to be wrong but is worried that she's right. "I doubt it."

"I did, actually." He says, and everything suddenly feels very quiet. Nadia whips her head around with a look of fear and betrayal that he never wants to see again. He holds up his hand, walking towards her, and placing a hand around her waist, holding her close. He's not letting go. "Because it's over, Thony. You're not welcome here anymore. If you show up here, you will be escorted off the property. If you try to call me, I will hang up." He means every word he says. There's no doubt here. This is not just something he needs to do if he and Nadia have any chance of healing; this is something he wants to do. Every second he spends with Thony drags him backwards. At first, she was making him better. She was showing him the way out. But now, she's no better than he was. And after barely making it out of prison, he wouldn't take that chance again. Nor was he about to risk Nadia's life.

"I-I…" She stammers. "I don't understand, Arman."

"We've done enough for you. We helped you get Luca what he needs, but we can't keep putting our lives on the line for you." He says sternly, without trying to sound too harsh. She looks heartbroken, and he hates to see her so upset, knowing he's the reason. But he doesn't regret it. "I'm sorry, Thony, but I'm drawing the line here."

Thony shakes her head. "B-But what about Luca? He's not in the clear yet. A-And Fi, I need you to get her back-"

"Well, somebody else has to do it. You've got connections in the FBI, so use them."

She huffs. "The only connection I had was Garrett, and he's dead!"

He wants to help her. He does. It's as though she's dangling over the edge of a cliff, and he's just let go of her hand. But if there's a way to help her without risking themselves, he can't see it. And more than that, if they risk crossing international waters, it could be game over for all of them. Mexico or Argentina was one thing. At the very least, it was familiar territory for them. But they would be on their own in the Philippines. If they got stuck there… they'd lose everything. There was nobody who would want to risk their asses to help them. He and Nadia had already lost so many connections as it was after double-crossing Hayak. They didn't have many people on their side anymore.

"Yeah, well, maybe he wouldn't be dead if it wasn't for that stunt you pulled with reviving Kamdar," Nadia says. "You nearly got me killed."

Thony looks guilty, but the fact is her son always comes first, so he doesn't believe she would change her decision if given another chance. "I-I was trying to get the medication-"

"Which I told you I was going to get once everything ended up in Nadia's name." He reminds her, not wanting Nadia to defend herself because he needs to do it. "You didn't listen to me, Thony." There are tears in her eyes, but he does not allow that to stop him. "I know that everything you do is for your family, so why can't you see that I'm doing the same for mine?"

She shakes her head, looking incredibly disappointed and disheartened. There's unspoken betrayal there, not just about this, but also the brief moments of vulnerability they'd shared. He's thinking about what happened with Kamdar and Maya. He's sure she is, too.

"You… you saved my life. You care about me." Thony says bravely. "You can't just give up on me after that."

"I do care about you. I'm not denying that, but you are not the woman I vowed to spend the rest of my life with." He hasn't met Nadia's eyes yet; he hopes those words mean something to her. "I don't love you, Thony." That hits Thony like a punch to the face, but it's true. She was a way out, she was his freedom, and she was the drive to make him a better person. But now that he's become that person, he doesn't need her anymore. And more than that, he's no longer performing 'good deeds' for her. Smuggling drugs and people across the border wasn't him anymore. More than that, she was doing nothing to show her gratitude. He hadn't expected it to be tit-for-tat, but at the very least, he had expected her to not hinder his efforts.

"I-If you don't love me, then why did you kill Maya?"

"I did that to protect our cover." He says bluntly. "It wasn't an act of love. It was a choice that I agonised over because I don't kill innocent people. Even when I worked for Hayak, that was where I drew the line."

Thony wipes under her eyes. "So… so this is it? You're just shutting me out?"

"Yes. That's exactly what this is." Arman says. "I can't help you anymore. I wish you all the best for your family." He says this genuinely. However, he is sure she doesn't believe him.

She looks furious, the way she was when the doctors were dismissing her pleas to help Luca. It's that fierce protectiveness in her. But it soon dissipates because it's clear that her heartbreak is taking the lead here. She shakes her head and turns around, resembling a dog with its tail between its legs, slamming the door in her wake. She at least has the dignity to not put up a fight, likely knowing that the bouncers at La Habana will outnumber her. There's a pregnant silence, and when he finally musters the courage to look down at Nadia, she's full of relief.

"Thank you," Nadia whispers, the appreciation plain in her eyes. There's sympathy there, too, recognition of how hard that was for him. "You… you have no idea how much that means to me."

Arman pulls her in for a hug, kissing the top of her head. "I told you I was going to make it up to you, and I meant it."