Seeing Lucius' lackluster reaction, Illya couldn't help but ask.
"Are you not surprised?"
"I am. My initial guess was wrong." Lucius admitted.
Curious, Illya asked. "Oh? Who was your initial guess then?"
"Some girl named Ina, though it's good that I was wrong. Saves me the trouble of looking for her."
"May I ask, why you guessed her?" Illya probed.
"You may not." Lucius denied.
Silence descended and the two looked at each other. Lucius had the same bored look, whilst Illya had trouble maintain her smile. The curves of her mouth had become stiff, while her eyes seemed to contain resentment.
Unable to bear the silence pressing down upon her, Illya restarted the conversation.
"Aren't you curious why I did those things? Why I established the cult? Pit humans against humans causing war and bloodshed?"
"Not at all. I already know the answer." Lucius gave a detached reply.