Joseph and Reinhard remained silent, their faces showing grim understanding rather than surprise.
"No." Honor's voice rang out differently without the helm, more human but carrying notes that suggested vocal cords not entirely natural. "I am simply a wretch who was experimented on by others. Nothing more and nothing else."
Reinhard stared, his grip tightening on Zenuken and Hjorleifa until knuckles went white. "No wonder..." His voice emerged hoarse. "Why would you go so far… That friend of yours... He took you in and gave you a home."
His light blue eyes searched for the hybrid features in Honor. "Could it have been the Saint-"
"It wasn't the Saint." Honor interrupted. "The Saint wouldn't allow this."
Joseph's voice erupted. "Regardless, why would your friend allow you to go so far! Doesn't he care for you-"
"It doesn't matter."
