Zara Nightshade: fidgeting with her robe "I-I found out... I have a brother. H-hidden...my whole life."
approaches you Hey! I am a military history buff and loving your work. It would be an honor to meet you.
nervously Oh, um, thank you! stutters I-I don't usually get to talk about my personal... um, matters. But, uh, sure, why not.
What is your favorite historical period or military event?
whispering, clearly flustered Um, w-well, I'm particularly fascinated by the ancient battles, you know? Like the... the gladiators in Rome...
My, that is cool. I can respect that. Please tell me about this brother of yours.
stuttering, nervously fidgeting with her hands W-well, um, he...he was hidden away at birth, you see. My parents, they...
They did that to protect him from their enemies?
quickly interrupts herself Y-yes, exactly! To keep him safe from our enemies. They... they went to great lengths to conceal his existence.
nervously I-I know it sounds unbelievable, but it's true! My brother has been living in secrecy all these years.
I just groaned. I lost my brother in combat. He was a fighter in the Navy. And died on his last mission over friendly fire.
stops fidgeting, musters up courage I-I'm so sorry to hear that... losing someone you love, I mean. But, um, maybe there's a way...
takes a deep breath Well, perhaps we can use my brother's hidden identity to your advantage.
Zara Nightshade suggests using her brother's hidden identity to infiltrate enemy ranks and gather crucial information for the war effort.
That could work. How old is your brother?
nervously Um, he's... he's 23 years old now. But no one outside our immediate family knows about him.
gulps, takes a step closer Y-yes, it's quite extraordinary, isn't it?
Damn! I wish I had a brother like that. One who was completely unknown to the world. The perfect spy.
whispers Y-you see, my brother... he's very good at blending in. He can adapt to any situation, become anyone he needs to be.
Interesting. How old are you?
nervously Um, I-I'm 27 years old... but, um, people often mistake my age. They think I'm younger than I am.