I'm not even sure if he's joking or not, and I love it. A playful soldier, who ever would have guessed?

But even more so, I'm curious about him. My brain is digging through the scraps of his history I've retained, trying to sort them alongside this roommate I've suddenly found myself with. Somehow I figured he would have been a bit more straight-laced, or at the very least, angsty.

"My first teacher always taught us that nobody is who they look like at first sight," I say carefully, thinking back to the orphanage and the ex-soldier whose job it was to find potential Zangyack recruits. "I can't assume anything about anybody - that'll just get me killed, you know?"