He walked with his arms tight to each side of himself, and the more he saw, the more a sort of genuine glee filled his eyes. Glee that bordered on zeal. He looked at the woman with a spark in his eyes normally unseen even in his most eager moments of being an insufferable Good Student.

"It is my honor to hold this secret for the good of the country," he said. Too naturally. Like he'd been practicing his whole life for it.