[It gets a lot eerier then. Their faces are the same; it's not a clone, really, but more like a brother. Like staring into a mirror and seeing something not quite right.]

...

I am. Tactician to the Shepherds, working with Chrom. But, ah...

[Oh, this is strange. He jumps to the conclusion she would have jumped to: that it's strange a male version of her exists somewhere. It makes her smile.]

I could say the same of you, you realize. Ah, let's see... I'm not sure where to begin. I awoke in a grassy field, with no memory, and Frederick was suspicious of me.

But we repelled Plegian bandits. That was before the war started and before the assassination attempt on the Exalt, although...

[Bad memory, that.]

Is any of that familiar?