His face remained expressionless when Connie revealed the truth about her family's history, something that he already knew about. She had never shared with him the truth but Trevor had found it out anyway. The morning that the Captain had told him that he would be paired up with her, he had spent most of the first day researching her and finding out as much as he could about his new partner.<br/><br/>It surprised him that she revealed so much to them, but then again, they were about to visit her house so it made sense that she would want to divulge such information. He didn't spare her a glance and thankfully, he didn't really have to. Veronika shifted the conversation to him and he couldn't help the laugh that escaped him. It was easy to think that the young woman was just who she said she was...if it wasn't for the suspicious activities that had caused the hair at the back of his neck to prickle with unease.<br/><br/>As he drove, he looked through the rear view mirror at Veronika and couldn't help the wink he tossed her way, "I can assure you that I am not the King of Mexico." Flirting with her was proving to be almost second nature and that was even more confusing that the idea of her being a man. It should disgust him that this woman was being impersonated by a man, that he was being flirted with by someone who could be of his same sex. It should bother him and yet, he was quickly realizing that there was a disconnect with his mind because it didn't register.<br/><br/>She was far better at this than he had anticipated, clearly. It couldn't be that he found the person attractive knowing they could be male.<br/><br/>Trying to shift the wanderings of his mind, he decided to be relatively honest in his answer, "I come from a small family, we're simple folks who like to make a difference and be equal in every way. My parents are still alive but I don't see them as much as I should." It was true, all of it. They hadn't had much and even now when he had 'made it' his parents refused to move from the neighborhood where he had grown up in. It wasn't the best neighborhood but the families there knew each other and kept a watchful eye over one another.<br/><br/>Shifting his eyes towards Connie, he asked for further directions, before he glanced back, his tone friendly while his brain worked quickly, "So, Veronika, what about you? What are the dirty little secrets that you're keeping ?" He looked at her and added with a touch of seduction, "What must I do to learn about the real you?"