It's a surprise, to realize that she's as uncomfortable discussing their arrangement out loud as he is. It's a strange thought to him and yet it kindles an odd sympathy in him. Their reasons may be different - their mindsets certainly are - but at least he's not the only one feigning his cool.

Your friend? he wonders. He stares into his own eyes and nods, very slightly, stifling the impulse to ask questions that would make her repeat herself.

"I hadn't thought you were paying such close attention to my personal affairs. It hardly seemed necessary for your assignments..." His gaze shifts to the flag-pocked map spread out across half his table. Back up to his illusory double.

"Is that how you see yourself? Carrying out the tasks I can't bring myself to?" Unasked, at that.