The spies who want to come in from the cold

Hadházy and Szél greedily eye the warmth from their hideout in the wilderness

It’s cold out there, in the political wilderness to which you have consigned yourself, isn’t it? Ah, but it appears that you’ve had enough, both of you...so, may we presume that this is the start of your long haul back to the mainstream? Yes, I think we might.