He was nearly identical to Wilhelm aside from a few minor changes in coloration. But I am interested in your theory as to the true identity of that woman. At this stage, it matters little whether or not she's pleased with her tactics. She's treated us as mere tools, yet the people of the Immigrant Fleet have laid down their lives before her deceit, allowed their very reason for existing to be defined by her lies! However reluctant she may be, it does nothing to change the fact that for her, my people have been willing to sacrifice anything and everything and for that commitment to those false ideals-

*He cuts himself off and looks away, the anger abruptly draining from his voice.*

For that, I've seen someone lose the will to live, convinced that there was nowhere to turn upon the realization of the truth. For that, my closest friends have become my longest standing enemies and made clear their resentment for what they can only perceive as a betrayal. So what does it matter now if she pulls their strings with enjoyment or sadness? It makes no difference as to the outcome of her actions.

*He pauses, letting his emotions cool before he finally addresses Tohko's offer.*

Here, I may be incapable of pursuing my goals from my own universe unless the Uzuki I know manages to show up-not that I would put such a thing past him-but I know my intent. Still, you have my thanks for the offer.