[He swallows hard. Should he tell her?]

[Oh, hell. A bunch of people already know. It's not like she can hold it against him even more than he holds it against himself.]

Ja, that sounds awful. A... what is it, a drider? I believe I read about those.

No, the final test, at least for our group, was our memories being modified without our knowledge to hear our parents scheming against the Empire. Of course, being nearly completely trained Imperial assassins...

[She can figure out the rest.]