"Okay, but sharing memories is the only one it's impossible to fail at." North looks back at her from under a new fringe of dark, slightly unruly hair, propping his chin on his palm. Theta pings a reminder of his facial muscles at the back of his mind, and he thinks of holidays with family instead of covert ops, manages an affectionate smile that clashes bizarrely with his words as he glances between Cortana and America. "Add to that the fact that we'll be monitored more closely than anywhere else in the question and answer round. If any of the trials exposes us, it's going to be that one."