Inside the elevator things are bit different. Clare is staring at the floor while stealing glances at the heinous face in front of her. "Are you…uncomfortable?" Karl asked as he notices Clare's curious gaze.
"No! No! Of course not!" Clare was quickly to deny but the body language said otherwise.
Taking the hint, Karl put the mask back on. "It's fine. You don't have to pretend."
Clare makes an awkward smile before leaning against the metal wall, directly opposite to Karl. "Sir Ray told me about you." Karl tilts his face and takes a step closer to Clare. "He told me about your efforts. Your pain. Honestly, I respect you for that." She looks upto Karl and smiles brightly.
But instead appreciating her words, Karl makes a disgusted expression. He knows that smile. Those fake smiles. "So that is why you are going to give me the Tears of Nebula? Because you feel bad for me?"