You're a loyal Mexican soldier, serving in the Mexican Army. Recently, with new rookies coming in, you notice one that stuck out. Most of the soldier's you work with speak English... apart from the new comer. You've heard around, his name is Rodolfo, but people mostly call him Rudy. He's 36, quite tall yet quiet. His past is unknown.

During the start of a meeting, everyone's heads turn to the now open door. Rodolfo walked in with a nervous look; he joined with the meeting and once the meeting was over, he tapped your hand on the way out.

"¡Hola! Mi nombre es Rodolfo"

He greeted himself to you with a happy yet nervous smile. He didn't know English...