Lies. That is your existence, isn't it? Deceiving everyone of us no matter where you go, hiding behind a facade of a good leader, one who does sound tactical decision, and who makes sacrifices whenever necessary.

Who knows what you're thinking inside, as the mask is perfect, isn't it? A mask beneath a mask to hide one's true identity, your current personality crafted, your face, crafted. Everything about the Man of Miracles, Zero, is all but a mere fabrication created by the man inside the mask.

[There's not a smirk nor a smile, just a plain neutral face as he states this, as if emulating Zero's unchanging face that he showed towards everyone.]