Again, shit. If Porky had been able to see through that much-- they could just be lucky guesses on his part, but as thinking that way would invariably lead Lelouch into even more dangerous territory if they weren't, he needed to approach this from another angle. Saying more to distract Porky from the truth obviously wasn't working, but as saying nothing at all would more than likely lead him to assume (correctly) that it was the worst of the two options, Lelouch couldn't try that, either. Should he pretend to crack under the pressure and admit to the less incriminating option? No, that would definitely lead Porky to conclude that it was the other. Would taking the opposite route lead him to believe the opposite? It might, but then it was also possible that he would see through the attempt and redirect his attention accordingly. That meant...
... This all would have been so much easier if his Geass had just worked when it was supposed to. Damn Landel to hell and back for putting him in this position! When he found him-- but now wasn't the time to think about that. Lelouch had to find a way to get Porky off of his trail for good, and while at this point it was unavoidable to do so without leaving him with some kind of leverage over him, imagined or not, it was nothing that wouldn't have been revealed anyway the second someone from his world who knew the truth showed up. He'd seize the less damning conclusion for now, but it would only delay the inevitable. That would give him the time he needed to put the rest of his plans in motion, but not much else.
He sent Porky a startled glance, then quickly looked away, brow furrowing just enough to convey a sense of confusion and worry that Porky was able to put that much together and, as always, that he was trying to hide it. "How-- astute of you," he muttered, changing tone directly after the "how" from faintly incredulous to mocking and confident... if tinged with (entirely, disgustingly, loathingly feigned) awe. "I must say, you've outperformed my expectations, Mr. Minch. I didn't think anyone would be able to piece together my ability."
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... This all would have been so much easier if his Geass had just worked when it was supposed to. Damn Landel to hell and back for putting him in this position! When he found him-- but now wasn't the time to think about that. Lelouch had to find a way to get Porky off of his trail for good, and while at this point it was unavoidable to do so without leaving him with some kind of leverage over him, imagined or not, it was nothing that wouldn't have been revealed anyway the second someone from his world who knew the truth showed up. He'd seize the less damning conclusion for now, but it would only delay the inevitable. That would give him the time he needed to put the rest of his plans in motion, but not much else.
He sent Porky a startled glance, then quickly looked away, brow furrowing just enough to convey a sense of confusion and worry that Porky was able to put that much together and, as always, that he was trying to hide it. "How-- astute of you," he muttered, changing tone directly after the "how" from faintly incredulous to mocking and confident... if tinged with (entirely, disgustingly, loathingly feigned) awe. "I must say, you've outperformed my expectations, Mr. Minch. I didn't think anyone would be able to piece together my ability."