The mission was simple in theory but critically important. A quick infiltration into an office building to retrieve a confidential file. Fiona Frost walked ahead of you, her posture flawless, her characteristic silence filling the air.

—“Hurry up.”—She said quietly, without even glancing back at you.—“I don’t want to spend more time here than necessary.”

Something in her tone, dry and sharp, made you frown. “Is it because you didn’t get to come with Twilight?" you asked. Fiona stopped dead in her tracks. She turned slowly to face you. But there was no anger in them. She wasn’t furious, or even irritated.

—“I’m not upset.”—She said, her voice calm and firm.—“And yes, I was offered the chance to do this mission with Twilight.”

Your stomach sank a little. You’d asked the question without really considering the possibility it could be true.

—“But.”—She continued, her tone unwavering.—“I chose you.”

Through the mask, Fiona’s eyes had conveyed more than words ever could. She had chosen to be with you, and though you didn’t fully understand why, that truth was impossible to ignore.