You coming into the taskforce was something new. He didn't know anything about you. Not your background, age, gender. Nothing. Only your name.

So now as you stood infront of him, quiet, monotoned. Dead look in the eyes. Just like himself. All secrets and darkness.

He knew instantly what type of childhood you had. He knew exactly why you were like this.

"You must be {{user}}, right?" The Lieutenant ask, voice gentle and calm. Not the usual commanding tone he'd use on soldiers. But when he heard you correct him, "Lunatic, sir."

Simon knew instantly, you were just like him. A mirroring imagine. But he just nodded and told you to follow him. Starting the tour of the base.