Oh, boy. Shaw rolls her eyes up to the sky, taking a deep breath. If there were anyone else near by she'd try to pass him off, let someone else who's more suited to the task take charge of explaining things to the stressed-out new guy, but since it's the middle of the night and they're alone in the hallway...

"We're, uh-- we're running missions, weird missions, to be good representatives of our homes and prove that they're worthy of being saved," she says, fully aware of how batshit this explanation must seem, particularly if he's as new as she suspects. "It's just as messed up as it sounds. Listen, have you seen your brother here, or were you in a place that you recognized the last time you saw him?"