It's not...it's not that hard to fake. At all. He really should've said something when they handed him his fake identity, he knows he should've. But that would've entailed being honest with himself about...a lot of things, really.

The anger is the hardest thing to tamp down on. Oh sure he can act in a controlled way while on a mission, but that doesn't mean that's what he feels. He feels angry basically all the time and has just gotten good at keeping a lid on it.

Keeping a lid on it won't work here. The outrage, the "how dare you exploit people's pain over stuff like this" has to be stuffed down deep.

"My family is dead," he says, voice ringing with utmost honesty, "and you want to talk to us about opening our hearts to you? What hearts?"

When his voice cracks, it's not acting, it's him maybe digging just a little too deep in his efforts to be convincing.

"There's nothing left."

The flash of whatever it was...fades.

"That's just the way the world is, and that's why...that's why it should end. We're not the only ones. It'll never stop."