Ruaan looked at his eggs for three more seconds. He could lie or make up an excuse. He has no reason to say anything to Cullen, but Cullen was still going to find out anyway.
Besides that, the news was oddly specific about the youngest Caldwell son. He was just glad photos of him weren't attached to the news. No one knew who he was since he lived a secret life.
Then he put his fork down and looked at Cullen and said, "Yes. That was my father."
Cullen sat back.
He looked at Ruaan the way people looked at something they had already been examining closely and had just discovered had more layers than they thought. His expression moved through several things quickly and settled on something that was almost amused but not quite.
"Caldwell," Cullen said.
"Yes."
"The Caldwell family."
"Yes."
"You've been walking around this facility in a grey uniform eating cafeteria food and you're from the Caldwell family."
"I'm aware of the irony," Ruaan said.
