Belated reflection on a scene from Cairo

I've always been a sucker for a good team-up. I have this innate aversion to the human tendency to divide and categorize ourselves, like among like; the flip side of that is a soft spot for seeing those divisions transcended. Whether in real life (e.g., the "Christmas Truce" in the early months of World War I) or in fiction (like the countless iterations of the X-Men joining forces with Magneto's brotherhood), a story of rivals making common cause, however fleetingly, always strikes a chord with me. The power of these moments lies the paradox: noble unity made possible because ignoble divisions exist in the first place.