Noah laughed and shook his head. "Not much to tell, not really," he said. "I've been working for the Company since 1990, partnered with Claude. I've been raising Claire for a little over six years and Sandra and I adopted a son four years ago...Lyle." He smiled as he referenced his family. "Sandra loves having kids in the house and I'm...well...I'm learning." He shrugged. "I never planned to be a father, and I was petrified when we got Claire, but..." He looked over at where his daughter was getting ice cream with a fond smile, "I wouldn't change it. It's...difficult, finding a balance, sometimes. I hate lying to them. But it's better than the alternative." Because Thompson had made it clear what would happen if Sandra ever knew the truth.
He looked at the other three. "And you? To be honest, the only one I know at all is Angela. And I'm aware of the two of you by name, but you're both children as far as I know."