You smiled menially at the villains who passed you in the halls of the Meta Liberation Army headquarters, the constant dread of being discovered for a fraud lurking in the pit of your stomach. Across the hall, you saw your coworker, Hawks, who had also been sent undercover, and let out a sigh of relief as you hurried over to draw him into a corner.

“Woah, hey, do you need something?”

He asked, eyeing passers-by warily.