"What the hell?"
The words flung out of your mouth, but to the wrong person.
"Sorry, Lafayette."
"Its fine. But we do. The state of our country is in your hands."
"Okay, but again, what the hell?"
"We need more soldiers. We've recruited quite a few, yet we're lacking hands on skill."
"And what makes you think I have 'hands on skill'?" You said sarcastically.
Lafayette beamed.
"I've known you forever, (y/n). I know things about you no one else knows. Secrets that could kill your reputation," He said in a low growl,"We have yet to be the bestest of friends." He smiled again.
Another chill raced up your spine. You had never seen Gilbert speak full, fluent English.
"... I'll do it." You mumbled.
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