Even after what? Maybe this kid was delusional, after all. Did he realize how ridiculous he sounded? There was no doubt about it at this point: Albedo was purposely giving ridiculous answers to obscure the real truth. Maybe they weren't lies, or maybe they were truths only by his perception, but it wasn't the real truth. Obnoxious.

Klavier frowned at that look but said nothing. It was pointless to voice his opinion. Albedo wouldn't answer any questions unless pressed properly. They just had to barrel forward in this game-turned-interrogation. He glanced at the blank spaces still completely at a loss regarding the phrase before him. "L."